Thursday, February 3, 2011  Marching on  After the last two
posts about E's anxieties and upcoming kindergartener-ness, in
which I found your comments and anecdotes and suggestions
and insights to be so supportive (and please keep them coming!),
let me tell you about something monumental and entirely
different:  G is walking.  Walking! On Monday he was
freestanding and yesterday he was taking one step at a time and
now he takes two steps before lowering down to surer stabilities
and what if he takes three steps tomorrow?  Walking. Surely that
means we're only days away from the moment when I can ask him to
make me a sandwich, or at least to bring me the power cord to my
laptop, and then it's easy street, baby.  The thing that's crazy
isn't the march of time, or that he's getting so big (though he
is). He will, after all, be a year old next week. It's that I'm
standing at the precipice of a long-held vision. From the time
we made the life-swirling decision that yes, we would have
children, I've had an image im