Monday, May 07, 2007

From mom to dad in 8 seconds

This weekend was Spring Games from Special Olympics. Willa paced between Jim and I a few times. She's walking with confidence now. Now walking to walk, but walking to get to somewhere - or lately, someone, so she can cling on.
Willa's smack in the middle of stranger anxiety. Strangers are apparently anyone but mom and dad. It's too bad that we have this great little kid who puts on shows for a very limited audience.
This round of teething is probably not going to kill us. Probably not. But's it's been mean. From the feel of the ridges on her gums, she's about to spring forth an entire set of teeth all at once. Like a shark.

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