Top tooth sighting at 08:00.

The first of its kind in its region. A second top tooth is expected to erupt shortly.

Charlie's existing two, on the bottom, came in what seems like a year ago. This bottom jaw duo is like two tiny picket fence pieces. (For a closer peek, click on the photo from Sept. 21)

No wonder Little C has been so cranky.

 

Charlie took at least 15 consecutive steps today.

One.
Baby.
Step.

Charlie stood today. It was the longest two seconds ever.

 

Charlie gets to wear his cake.
July 18, 2009

Charlie learned how to crawl up the stairs last week. He darts for the flight of carpeted steps whenever he's free of pesky parental hands.

"What's luring him up?" my husband asked. I theorized it was just the pure joy of unaided mobility. He can crawl faster up our stairs than he can across our hard wood floor.

But I was wrong.
It's the tub.

I've always intervened during Charlie's upward journey. Even if I shadowed him inches from behind, I have always swooped him up as soon as he crested the top stair. Today I let him go.

Miles was in the tub at the time, door closed. Charlie tried to knock but couldn't, instead used his hand as a paint brush and made swishy sounds on the wooden door. "Tum in!" called Miles, but then he reneged his welcome once Charlie bee-lined to the bubble bath. Charlie loves the bath. But Miles refuses tub-time company from incontinent siblings.

Charlie turns one in three days.