Something clicked inside TheMonk this week.

Perhaps it was the beautiful weather.

Maybe Jupiter was aligned with Mars.

Or it could have been the sight of one little Swee’Pea walking about.

Whatever the reason, TheMonk took his first steps tonight.

We were playing together. TheMonk standing at the exersaucer while I sat on the floor about two feet away. Suddenly, TheMonk turned to face me. I could tell by the look on his face that he was contemplating history. I held out my hands and beckoned with encouragement. “C’mon, Monk! Come to Daddy!” He let go and then leaned toward me, his feet staying anchored to the ground. He fell forward like a giant (okay, a little) sequoia. I caught him, wrapped him in my arms and praised his effort. “Good job, Monk!”

I then re-positioned him and beckoned him again. This time he took a step and, once again fell into my arms. He laughed as I kissed his chubby cheek and showered him with praise. Again, I re-positioned him to try again.

This time, he looked into my eyes and I smiled an encouraging smile. I held my hands out so he would feel safe. He looked at me again, wanting reassurance that I was going to be there. “C’mon, Monkey! You can do it!” And then he did. He took three little steps with his little chubby legs and dived into my arms.

I scooped him into a large hug as Mommy and myself yelled “Yay!” TheMonk was so proud as he laughed out loud at his accomplishment. His little body shook with laughter then he melted into my arms. I kissed him again.

We tried a few more times, but he was clearly done trying for the day. As he went off to play I couldn’t help but think how quickly my little babies have become toddlers.