Since coming back from California - where everybody was trying to hold me and play with me - I did not want to be put down. No car seat, no high chair for eating, no playard, no jumper - every time they try to put me down I scream like the world is ending.

My first steps

We tried egg yolk one more time, with the same results as before :( I threw up everything I had earlier, and since.

I mostly like to walk with somebody, held by one hand. I like going to the kitchen area and trying to open cabinet doors. Because of that, Daddy baby-proofed the house this past weekend, covering all outlets and blocking drawers and cabinets.

Being the resourceful guy that I am, I stuck my finger in the phone line. Then, I tried to give it a wet willy!

And finally, we get to today. August 31st - my birthday! It didn’t feel any different - except for a deluge of kisses i got from everybody and singing of “Happy Birthday” during the day. They got me a cake, which, as you know by now, they ate.

I got a bunch of presents too - my favorite so far is the walker toy. I’m pretty sure I’ll get a lot of mileage out of it. Thank you uncle Bogdi!

I’m ready to start my second year :D