I Walk the Line

Since I started walking my day starts out with adventure. I wake up just itching to get out of my crib and get at it! I then walk down the stairs...no seriously, I walk down the stairs with the assistance of my mom on my left and the hand rail on my right. None of this baby stuff such as crawling down the steps, no I put one foot in front of the next, and take them head on. After playing while mom prepares my food for the day, we go up the stairs to get dressed and ready for school. This time, I take the steps alone with the hand rail as my only assistant. After walking back down the steps, its on our way out the front door to master the front steps. I love these steps as they provide a challenge because the railing is just a little too tall for this little person so its a reach every morning to hang on while dropping off each step to hopefully land on my tippy toes. But my mom never lets me fall too hard or too fast, all the while i'm not paying attention but trying to pick leaves off the bush. Finally, its into the car and off to school with having mastered 50 steps all before 8 am.

With 10 minutes to rest for the next round, I gear up for an exciting day at school. Upon arriving at school we gather all the essentials (milk, food and banana) and we head off down the sidewalk towards the front steps of the school. Now I have two options, I can take the stairs or I can take the ramp. Of course I pick the stairs. Using the railing and holding my mom's hand, I climb 10 stairs to smell the pretty flowers at the top. Its onto to my classroom, but first a stop by to say good morning to Ms. Patrice (owner) and Ms. Tina (director). I then mosey on down the hall to my classroom but I must stop in to see my old teacher, Ms. Anne Marie (I love that woman)! Finally, I arrive at my room about 5 minutes later to be welcomed by Ms. Afsa.

Now for the most exciting news to date - I am sitting at the "big table" with "big chairs." After all the greetings are made, I walk on over to the big table, climb up and onto my favorite chair as my mom prepares my breakfast. Now breakfast ranges anywhere from eggs to english muffins, to homemade blueberry pancakes but the accompanying fruit every morning, no fail is a NANA! I love my daily banana! My mom serves me up the nana and I shove it in my face like someone is going to steal it from my plate. Oh yes, I almost forgot, thanks to Grandma and Grandpa Kappenman, I have a plate and flatware that I eat with at the big table. I guess you could say i'm growing up!

After breakfast mom leaves for the day to work, while I play the day away. Around 4:30 dad shows up. I love school, but I love my daddy even more. We head home only after I climb down the front stairs at school all the while paying attention to everyone and everything but my feet. Once we get home, I play on my stoop and wait for mommy to get home from work. This varies daily but usually around 6 pm. We eat some grub for dinner and then its back up the stairs for bath, books and bed.

Overall, the fact that I can walk and climb stairs consumes most of my day. At the end of the day, I go to sleep counting steps and knowing that I mastered 85+ stairs in one day!