Howdy,
Told you Game 2 wasn’t Game 1.
Much better.
Another thing that I won’t update you on every time it occurs is when one of our children turn a month older, but today Riah is 10 months old.
And since he’s so young, every month seems so significant, and it is. Lots of development happening before our eyes in this first year — and beyond of course. But right now it’s like every day is something new, or at least a little bit new or better than he could accomplish it the day before.
A tooth seems to be close. He’s not completely crawling, but it’s close, as he get up off his belly and up on hands a knees more and more. He’s pulling up more, toward kind-of-standing. (Not sure that we want him standing and walking and running and, in all those wobbly stages, banging his head on everything in every house and all of outside yet, but, hey, what can you do? A helmet, that’s about it.)
A tooth means drool and pulling up means falling down, but that’s development, and there’s a lot of it budding with our 10-month-old, Riah Surf.
Two months and he’ll be a year old! Man.
In fact, I bought him a surfboard today — no, two.
Costco sells them in two-packs: kickboards for Jasper and Titus and tons of pool fun; we’ve got some water animals for boys, and I imagine it won’t be long before Riah borrows one from brothers and tries it out as a shortboard — increased maneuverability for a bigger bag of tricks.
That’s what Riah’s working on, adding abilities and tricks to his bag entitled “Keeping Up with Bros.”
—Billy
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