Well, we took Erik over to the park when it first became warm out, and he screamed when we put him in the swing. Then Grandma and Grandpa Mannino put him the swing, and then he decided he loves it…again. Goodness.
Erik is officially walking like a champ now. Getting into everything possible of course but he rarely ever falls down. He is laying on my arm and watching me type at this very moment.
Oh and Erik got two of his molars in. The top first two. His bottom first two are coming in, and he didn’t have the best morning because of this. He’s a champ though and in a great mood after some tylenol.