The Stories of our Lives

I’ve already given up my Christmas gift for mommy and daddy: my first steps!!

It’s a gift for myself, too, because my objective was starting to walk for my ten months, this morning. In fact, I didn’t even plan it, really. I was standing at the play table yesterday, I had a pirate in my hands, and I decided to get nearer to the castle to play with Xavier and grandma Manon. I forgot to lower down to the floor, I just… walked. Four or five solid steps. It’s grandpa Maurice, then mommy, who noticed my going. I would have loved for daddy to be there, too, but I took some steps for him too, that evening.

I’ll work on that this week – and mama will try to catch some of those steps on video (not easy work). And meanwhile, I’m still using my unique method of walking on my knees for carrying objects around, and crawling on my hands and knees for speed.

There is an annoying cold with a cough that’s bothering me these days, but overall, I’m doing good. I’m eating more and more solid food, although I still favor my cereal with vegetable purée. I still drink preparation, but since I just love drinking water with my sippy cup, mommy is thinking about offering me 3.25% milk in the cup. I’m not the bottle type, anyway… I have too much stuff to see to stay laying down on my back.

In fact, I watch everything. And I imitate. I’m imitating my big brother more and more: I mix and eat pretend-food with the toy dishes, I place little people/animals/blocks in a car and move it around on the floor, I offer daddy and mommy a drink in my sippy cup, I try to stick magnetic puzzle pieces on the fridge. I love to dance.

…and, just like my big brother, it seems I won’t sleep long nights before I’m a year old!

I’m starting, however, to get the gist of this whole name-calling thing. I’m slowly attaching names (cat, daddy, mommy) to people.

Alright, I’m going to play… huh… practice some more. Happy holidays, my friends!

- Orléane, 10 months.