My walking big boy

A couple of weeks ago ZJ just decided to start venturing out on his feet. It was really bizarre as even though hes been pulling himself up, cruising around the furniture and walking if he was holding onto our hands for months, hes been really reluctant to try walking. And to be honest, its not like we were encouraging him... He have our hands full as it is without a baby running around ;)

But one Sunday morning, while I was letting his daddy sleep in and watching Ace of Cakes (I <3 it so much and it is on at the crack of dawn on the weekends - perfect for me!) I was sitting on the floor watchig the box and I stood ZJ up my leg length away and let him go expecting him to giggle [like a maniac] like usual and sit down... but he didn't. He took 3 big steps towards me and fell into my arms.

I had a 'WTF!?' moment but quickly recovered and praised him and tried it again, this time he took 4 steps! At this point i went squeeing into our bedroom to wake Simon up and tell him.

(You guys have no idea how rapt I was that I was the one who got to witness his first steps. Being the working parent and yet the mummy I feel so conflicted about the whole thing and I'm terrified of missing out on these moments.)

The last couple of weeks have been filled with everyone in the house sitting around on the lounge floor playing catch the baby as ZJ toddles between the 4 of us.

This morning, he stood up next to me on the couch and just walked across the room.

Awwe, my little man is growing up.