I haven’t really discouraged her from walking. But I haven’t really ENcouraged her either. As a matter of fact, I’ve tried to ignore the fact that she would one day be on two legs and not really a "baby" anymore. It is difficult not to melt into her pure enthusiasm with her newly discovered skill. She looks proud as punch every time she gets from point A to point B as a bi-ped. But the truth of the matter is that my heart sank a
little lot today when I realized she is in fact walking. Next thing you know, she’ll be running, potty-trained, wanting to dress herself, asking to borrow the car, dating–it’s a short trip, people. And I’m not ready for it.
I think I’ll regress and do some pouting tonight.