Papa took Silas out of the house on his own for the very first time.
They went to the bookstore and the coffee shop while mama stayed behind
to work on projects. It was the first time in almost a year that I've been in my house alone
and the first time in his life that my son has been out of the house without me.
The rest of our time at home was spent
buzzing around the house with our new push walker (love!),
the obligatory laundry and dish catch-up,
and Silas discovering a Silas-sized rocking chair, just for him.
It was my mom's when she was little, I believe, and she had
it recovered in the 70s when her kids were little. Now,
Silas loves to climb up onto its seat,
put on his biggest grin and rock and rock and rock...
Linking up with Amanda at The Habit of Being.