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Friendship

On our way to daycare last week, you were in the back seat, making your talking sounds.

And I was thinking.

One of your cousins will graduate from high school in a few months.

She has a good friend that she’s known almost her entire life. They first met in daycare when they were less than three years-old. They’ve attended different high schools, but they are still close friends.

There is one other little girl at your daycare. She’s a few months older than you are.

Will you still be friends with her when you’re reading this?

You’ll learn as you get older that as you get older it becomes more difficult to make good, close friends.

People with lifelong friends that they see regularly are the unusual exception, not the rule.

Today, you’re a little baby, working hard at learning to walk.

The day will come when you’ll work just as hard at having friends. I suspect friendships will come easy for you. You’re already outgoing and engaging and likeable. But you’ll learn one day that the reasons some people like you may be the same reasons other people won’t like you.

We can’t change how people think about us. The only thing we can change is ourselves. But don’t change who you are for the sake of a friendship, friends won’t want you to do that. Be who you are, accept others for who they are, and you’ll be just fine.

“Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them unto thy soul with hoops of steel;
But do not dull thy palm with entertainment
Of each new-hatch’d, unfledg’d comrade.” — Hamlet, by William Shakespeare

13 months

As you turn 13 months-old today, heres an update of your daily life.

You wake up in the morning and for around a half an hour you talk to your bunny, the carved wooden birds on your wall, your special pink blanket and yourself. Daddy gets you up and changes you, because weekdays Mommy is already at work.

Then, you and daddy have breakfast. You drink baby food from the feeder and eat fruit, cheese or waffle with your hands.

Your third tooth is slowly, slowwwwly,

sloooooooowly growing out of your gum.

Its been that way for several days, which appears to make it difficult for you to eat.

In fact, you were eating with the spoon pretty regularly when Mommy fed you, until your two bottom teeth came in a few months ago, and that was it for the spoon. Now, you shove your whole little fist into your mouth, past your two front bottom teeth, when you’re eating a slice of banana or pear, or as you did tonight for the first time, a slice of cooked carrot.

Within this past week, youve walked from a few steps to as many as 20, nearly across the room. As you walk, you laugh and laugh until you and sound like you might hyperventilate. You also laugh with pure joy when youre pushing your little baby stroller around and around.

Each day of your life is like joyfully watching a seedling sprout and grow, the changes are so pronounced.

Yesterday, after work, as I got out of the car, Mommy had just gotten you up from your nap. From outside, I waved to you in your room, and you and Mommy beamed huge smiles.

This was one of the happiest moments in my life, second only to the day I married Mommy.

Mommy and Daddy are happy you’re in our lives. We’re so pleased you turn 13 months today.

First steps

You started walking today.

Sort of.

Well, see for yourself.

This was the first video I got of you walking.  Just a step.

 

This is you walking from the table to the dog.

 

This time, you’re really committed to getting to daddy. So committed, that crawling seemed better than walking.

 

The next time, you walked from the table to me.

 

Look at how proud you are of yourself!

After your nap this afternoon

Carrying you down the stairs after your nap this afternoon, my mind began to wander.

With each step we walked down, I imagined the times you’ll come down the stairs in the future.

I thought of the first time you’ll walk down the stairs yourself.

I thought of the first time you’ll sneak down early, to see what Santa leaves you. And the first time you’ll look for Easter eggs before mommy and daddy wake up.

I imagined you walking down, dressed for your first day of school.

I thought of you walking down the stairs in your prom dress, and pausing for us to take pictures.

I imagined you waking down the stairs on your way to your high school graduation. And then your college graduation.

I imagined you walking down those stairs a final time before you move away.

And then I thought of you walking down those stairs, on your way to get married.

Then we reached the bottom of the stairs, and I carried you into the living room and put you down on the floor for you to play with your toys again.