He is learning to feed himself but is totally unccordinated. And unwilling to be taught, so he gets a bath pretty often.
Anyway, we had one of those mornings that I didn't really understand when I was working. How can a grown woman go out in public at 10:30 in pajamas? Well, I understand it now. Between getting breakfast ready, cleaning up, rescuing Walker from his overly affectionate/borderline aggressive brother, changing diapers, and just general mayhem, I was never able to get dressed. Both boys, of course, could have walked(crawled) down any runway. At 10:30, I remembered we had to run an errand that needed to be done by 11. So I had no choice but to rally the troops and just leave. Luckily, it was a drive through errand, but still. I also needed to stop and get gas but just didn't want to take a chance on seeing anyone I knew! We made it home unseen.
On a different note, all Walker will eat is cheese and fruit. Since he's almost 1 and will be done with his bottle soon, I'm starting to get nervous. I give him other things and he cries until he has thrown every speck of it off his tray. Then he looks down and surveys the damage while he eats his cheese and fruit. Anyway, I totally neglected housework this weekend so I better make the most of nap time and get to work.
"...once our eyes are opened, we can't pretend we don't know what to do. God, who weighs our hearts and keeps our souls, knows that we know, and holds us responsible to act." Proverbs 24:12