I ran in my first race at the tender age of 1 (well, almost 2) on the 4th of July. The Macklind Mile that Daddy ran had a Kids Quarter Mile Dash. This would be the farthest I’ve ever run before (the one-year-old’s equivalent of a half marathon), but I wasn’t too worried because I can walk really far.

Ready to run

Me and Daddy before the race

My race number was almost as big as I am. Once I figured out what was going on the race was very exciting.

I ran the entire way without stopping, and I even accelerated towards the finish (which is more than I can say for Daddy). As I approached the finish line the crowd roared, making it even more exciting. Mom & Dad recorded an amazing video of this part of the race, but I decided to delete it from Mommy’s phone before we could share it with anyone. So you’ll have to settle for the race photo.

Will approaching finish line of Kid's 1/4 mile dash

Me nearing the finish line. Photo by tykanoya.

You can see my main one-year-old competition off to the right in the photo. He was in the lead for a while, but towards the finish he decided he wanted to turn around and run the other way. But I knew what to do because I watched Daddy run through the finish line before my race started.

Participant

As you can see from the ribbon they gave me at the finish line, I was indeed a participant. I can’t wait to do this again.

I’ve been having such a good time since I recently figured out how to go up the stairs. At every opportunity I shoot up the steps then play upstairs.

Don't back down (part 1)Don't back down (part 2)

My favorite game is closing and then opening the bedroom doors.

Open and shut

It only took a couple of days before I also figured out how to go back down the stairs. Really the only reason I would want to do this is so I can climb right back up!

I climbed up to the second step on the stairs last night, as I often do. But much to Mommy’s chagrin, this time I didn’t stop once I got there. I just kept right on going to the third, then the fourth, and so on. I made it all the way to the top and kept right on going straight into the bathroom.

I had so much fun that I repeated this feat a few more times before going to bed. I have so much fun upstairs. There’s all kinds of dangerous child-unprotected things to get into. For now, at least.

Wow, so many things have happened in the past few days.

Dad went out of town for work, so for a little bit it was just Mom and me here. Then Paw Paw and Gramma Nan came to visit. I have been having a blast. They took care of me while Mom was at work.

On the first day they were taking care of me, mom was upstairs getting ready for work and Gramma Nan was getting me my breakfast. I threw several of my cheerios on the floor, and then I looked at Gramma Nan and said “UH OH” just as plain as day. It was the first word I ever said.

Mom missed the whole thing, and she was a little sad. So I have been cheering her up by throwing my things on the ground and saying “Uh oh” hundreds of times since then. And I scored big points this evening when I grinned at her and said “Mama.” She couldn’t quite believe her ears and kept trying to get me to say it again, but I have decided to make her wait a little while for that one.

Let’s see, what else happened?

Gramma Nan gave me a haircut. She is a professional hairdresser, so I got a great new look. I love it.

Also, my left upper molar has come in. That’s probably why I have been in such a bad mood lately and why I have not been sleeping well. Or maybe not. Who knows.

I tried cabbage for the first time too. It was okay.

Here are some pictures of me from last week at daycare, making and eating some cookies.

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I’m just having the most fun at daycare. I wake up early in the morning (sometimes too early because I’m so excited). Then Daddy and I either bike or run there.

Morning nap

Then I play and learn all the day long. Then some days Daddy takes me home on the bike, and other days Mommy runs home with me.

Baby jogger

Anyway, I have some new skills. I’ve been waving for months now, but most of the time it was sort of by accident. Now I wave at people to say hello or goodbye to them.

Wave

Also, before I was really good at knocking over stacks of blocks. But now I can stack them back up all by myself.

Stacking blocks

Ah, motor skills.

The past couple weeks I was almost crawling. Starting on Saturday, I took the plunge and crawled a few paces to nab Daddy’s water bottle after he unwittingly set it on the floor. I continued doing short crawls over the next couple days, even showing off my new abilities to Grandma Barb and Grandpa Bruce. Last night I crawled halfway across the room. I’m getting the hang of this, despite the difficult hardwood floors.

In other news, I’m still adorable.

Portrait

356 days, 7 hours, 1 minutes old

Almost crawling

I’ve been doing push-ups (lifting up onto all fours) for a couple weeks, but I never really went anywhere. Then a few days ago I realized I could go from sitting, to all fours, then I could reach out. This really helps a lot when I’m trying to grab something I can’t quite reach while sitting down (despite my impressive sit-and-reach flexibility).

Reach

I’ve also been pulling up onto my knees lately. Pretty soon I’m going to be so mobile Mom & Dad won’t know what to do with me.

347 days, 19 hours, 1 minutes old