Friday, November 7, 2008
We let the little man walk when we went walking on the beach earlier this evening. He walked for a mile and a half and when I tried to pick him up he didn't let me. He just wanted Dada to hold his hand all the time while he was walking. Well, he let me hold his hand for a while but it seemed like he preferred his father's warm hands. I enjoyed the walk. It cleared my mind and it made me feel better. The little man was being a good boy all the time we were walking. He didn't cry or throw a fit when it was time to go home. I hope he will continue this way. Life will surely be smooth sailing and Mama doesn't have to get frustrated especially since there will be more walks in our future.