So Cannon took his first three steps last Sunday, the day before his first birthday. He only takes about three-four steps at a time, but at least it is a start! His favorite thing to do is crawl up to something sturdy, stand up, look at his destination, and go at it full-force, almost like a lunge. However, over the week, his lunges have become less sloppy and more like actual movement. While attempting to walk, Cannon's hands are always way up, up, up in the air, which we think is just the cutest thing. It is also funny how Cannon won't always want to try walking, unless candy is involved. If we sit a few feet apart with candy in our hand or lap and reach out to him, calling him over, he never waits a minute to perform his drunken sailor walk over to us. Without candy, on the other hand, is another story.
Also, Cannon had his one year doctor appointment on Wednesday. He is still at 15% for height and weight, measuring 28.5 inches tall and 20.8 lbs.
Before I end this post, I have to share a funny story...well, funny now, not funny at the time! So yesterday afternoon I put Cannon down for a nap just before noon. We are now attempting the one nap per day deal, and it is not going well, might I add! Around 12:30pm I heard him up and talking in his room, and thought, "what the heck?, it has only been 45 minutes! I am not getting him up now!" Thinking that he would soon fall back to sleep since he wasn't crying, I went downstairs to get ready for work in the hopes that he would fall back to sleep if he didn't hear me getting ready in the room next door. Then at 1:40pm, I realized that Cannon was still awake and happily talking gibberish in his room. Knowing that he probably would not fall back asleep at this point, I went back upstairs to his room to get him up and ready to take to the babysitters house so I could go to work. When I opened the door to Cannon's room, he was standing up in his crib with the biggest smile on his face. I thought nothing of it, other than the awful smell of a messy diaper, until I got closer and closer to his face. Once up close, I noticed Cannon had poop smeared on his face, hands, legs, feet, and pretty much all over the sheets and bumper of his crib. I was completely mortified and must have showed it, because after one close-up look at Cannon, he started to cry. At that point, I did not know what to do first. I decided to pick him up and place him in the tub, clothes and all, and just wash all the poop off him. Let me tell you, this was probably close to the most disgusting thing I have cleaned up in my life, and I am a nurse!!!
On a happier and less disgusting note, I posted some pictures of Cannon walking below. Videos, you ask? No, just action shot pics. I have no idea how to video tape Cannon with our little camera, even though I know I could, if I knew how. So, pictures are what you get on here since I am not tech savvy.
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