This weekend, the only thing on my mind is the fact that my son is walking. Not steadily--not with ease--but he is taking more than a handful of steps at a time, and sometimes, thirty or forty steps in a row. Soon, I realize, he'll get up and walk anywhere without a second thought. But I suppose the day that you can say your child is walking is the day you stop counting the steps, because he or she is taking so many in a row--that happened yesterday for the first time.
It's the beginning of something. But the end of something too--I guess that in some circles he's considered a toddler now. Whatever he is--it's probably the most exciting milestone of his young life; and my own heart is racing as I type this.
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