Mac is officially a walker now.
But he doesn’t walk. He swaggers. Like some wild west sheriff taking stock of his town.
But he doesn’t walk. He swaggers. Like some wild west sheriff taking stock of his town.
His arms hang straight down to the side, a slow side-to-side momentum in the hips, legs spread far enough apart to slow the ache from being saddle sore.
His tipsy ways make you wonder if he’s just come from the saloon or if he’s reeling from an outlaw’s fist to the chin.
I’d ride off into the sunset with this kid any day of the week.
8 comments:
Go buddy go! The description of that swagger sounds adorable. Next up....teach him to pull his own oxygen tank around with him!
Oh...I just read the update to your last post. Good luck in just a week. At least you will meet your deductible right off the bat eh?
How cute!!! You even have the outfit to go with it. What an awesome milestone.
Becca-Ellie's mom
That just might be the cuttest thing ever!! WAY TO GO MAC!!
Congrats McKay...your first steps...how cute and victorius!I know these are the first of many to come in your remarkable and cheerful journey! You are a trooper!
YUMMY. Just totally edible -everything about the Macaroon.
So, so cute.
Prayers will be with you all next week.
McKay has lost his baby fat...he is just so darling....along with your other two boys....
Have a healthy, happy new year.
Good luck at the run in Boston..
You have already won the marathon...good work.
Hello...Just wondering how things are going? I check every day.
I am hooked on your life stories..
It has been to long with no posts.
Thanks...
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