Make way for our little walker {Wordless Wednesday}

I’ve understood the inevitability of Wyatt’s first steps arriving, whether I’m ready or not, for a while.  I have to admit, I’ve anxiously awaited them.

I’m not trying to rush through milestones or anything.  I’ve talked about wanting to savor every moment and slow it all down.  His first year feels like a COMPLETE blur in which I can barely remember anything except feeling like a total emotional wreck 24/7.

What I meant was: he’s been walking with help (as pictured above with his Aunt Heidi) for some time now.  He’s been standing on his own in order to throw and catch balls with his brother for months.  I was beginning to wonder when he’d realize, what we all already knew: he doesn’t need as much help to do stuff as he thinks he does.

That’s probably the biggest personality difference between him and his brother.  Dylan forged ahead, ready for anything and everything and didn’t want help.  Ever.  You can guess what that means for the threenager stage we’re currently in, but I’ll dedicate a whole post just to him another day.

Wyatt, wants to do everything his brother can do, but he doesn’t insist on doing it himself.  In fact, he’d usually prefer help.

But alas, we have a mostly independent walker on our hands for the last week or so.

He still prefers crawling when on a mission to see, climb, or retrieve something.  Let me tell you, he’s a quick little bugger.  I prefer the walking if it means I’m not sprinting to get him.  Well, not yet at least.

All the walking has also meant a new relationship for the boys.

Though, there’s still plenty of independent playtime until Wyatt can keep up.  And I’m ok with that 😉

This week, Wyatt was sick, but he still walked up a storm.  Between the cuddles, of course.