I kicked my feet in the pool today. In fact I did this four or five times. I’m not prepared to call myself a swimmer just yet, but I think I’m starting to get the hang of things.
This evening I had a lot of fun with Mom and Dad. They were sitting about 10 feet apart, and I got to walk back and forth between them while they cheered. It was neat! Even though I wasn’t always able to make it and sometimes had to crawl part way, I’m still very proud of myself.
I’m also talking a lot more in recent days—especially today—but neither Mom nor Dad can tell what I’m saying yet. They’ll learn.