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Ethan River is a toddler!

Yes, it's true. I'm still trying to fathom how I became the mother of a toddler while I was still becoming familiar with the idea of mothering a newborn. I have a cousin who marvelled at how there are so few efforts we put into learning as when we learn to walk. There are guaranteed scrapes, bonks, and bruises but we get up and try, try, again. Imagine if we had to learn math that way, or a new language. Many of us never become fluent in our own language (let alone how to figure 15% when dining out) and there are no bruises to bear.

Anyway, he took his first steps on April 4th and by April 6th he was walking far enough that his Grandpa proclaimed that it was time for a proper pair of shoes. Today he is toddling as the wind blows him and it is as if someone just hit the fast-forward button on him and, therefore, me (physically chasing him and emotionally as I am in awe of how fast he's progressing).

We're here!

We're here and ready to blog!