Over the weekend Lake and I went to Bainbridge Island to visit Grandma Julie and Grandpa Greg. Daddy was working so he stayed in Seattle, but he gave us a boost by accompaning us on foot to the Link station. It was graduation day, making it extra fun to walk all the way through campus and reminisce about our own graduations.
In spite of mummy’s misgivings about the cleanliness of the deck, Lake insisted on crawling all over it. He still loves to crawl even though he’s mastered a few steps now. He’s a pragmatist. Crawling is faster, though that may suddenly unidirectionally shift in the near future. Friday he took his official first couple of steps. They were sporadic and rare for the next few days, but by Sunday evening he was getting more and more comfortable. By the end of the weekend he was walking eight steps in a row.
We had a fantastic visit! Lake had a chance to eat lots of good food: oatmeal, rice, lamb, sauerkraut and some lettuce leaves, as well as dirt, from the garden. We went exploring in Rolling Bay at low tide. We relaxed… it was mellow, just what the doctor, well, wise mother-in-law, ordered. Thank you Julie and Greg!