See what the monkey is doing? Walking! It's about time, huh? It started a couple of weeks ago with a few steps here and there, and has progressed into long strolls. He still prefers crawling over walking, but he will do it quite a bit at home. I'm soaking up the time I have left before I'm constantly chasing him around.
We have video evidence and I'll post it soon, I promise.
Since the weather has been warm enough, we've been enjoying the outdoors a lot more. Actually, it's pretty much just hot, so we're spending a lot of time around water.
Ethan received a water table for his birthday from our friend Don, and he absolutely loves it. We play with it almost every day. Here's pictures from when we first tried it out:
Can you tell he likes it?
We also took a trip to a sprinkler park for the first time. E was a little apprehensive at first, but after awhile he was crawling all over the place getting nice and wet. Only problem was, he kept trying to crawl away from the water onto the hot cement. He'd get mad at me for not letting him, and he'd get mad if he made it far enough for the cement to hurt his hands and knees. Crazy kid, I tried to tell him I was helping him out.
Checking out the water with his buddy Kinley.
Figuring out it's pretty fun.
Serving himself from the soggy goldfish buffet with his friend Connor. Kinda gross, I know.
Sorry there hasn't been any blog updates lately. I just haven't felt up to it, and it's mainly because of this specific post. However, I really wanted to share pictures from our trip to the beach, so I didn't want to skip the post altogether.
Explanation: Our trip to Port Aransas was bittersweet. It was Ethan's first time at the beach, but we weren't exactly there on vacation. My grandpa passed away on April 16. He had been fighting cancer for about 6 months, but the fight ended. He and I were very close, to say the least. He was like my grandpa, father, friend, and hero all wrapped into one. It has been rough, and I will miss him forever.
Papa wanted our whole family to go to Port Aransas and spread his ashes, so that's what we did.
Ethan really enjoyed the beach, just as any boy with Charles as a middle name should. He probably crawled miles along the beach checking out the sand and the shells. He even enjoyed the water once he got used to it.
It was actually a nice trip and it was really great to have Ethan there being his happy, hammy self. I can't wait to go back in the many years to come.
