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... of running amuck

That's a little how our Christmas vacation feels (in a good way). We're sort of all over the place here in Idaho. Lots of different houses, a few different cities, many, many family members. But so far it's been really great. Abram is being a trooper (as usual) and we are glad to get to see everyone.

I am also about to lose a bit of my control on this kiddo. Friday he took his first unassisted step. Saturday he did a few one-twos. And by Sunday (Christmas day!) he was looking like this:

With that much progress in only three days, I can only imagine that by the time we get home he will be running amuck himself. This is perfect timing for his 5 month pregnant mommy, who is already beginning to have to hoist myself out of seated positions much more slowly that normal. I guess this running man will help keep me in agile shape for at least a little while longer.
Selah's getting bigger for sure and I can't believe that I still have 4 more months! I'm already unable to finish a regular sized plate of food for lack of room. And then I get hungry again two to three hours later. But there has been no lack of food around here for me to scrounge up at any given moment. So it's all working out.
Well, I'll leave you with a picture of Quinn using my Christmas gift (because I've been using his gift - an HD video camera.)
We are all loving the Beco already. I mean, my husband doing dishes while "holding" my happy, walking one year old? Who could ask for anything more!
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