After chillin' in my walker for a majority of the morning and getting my squats in, I was feeling the burn and I just knew. It was time. This baby was gonna walk.
Mom hears my cry and carries me out of the walker and on to the ground. I approach the nearby couch and my heart is racing. First the right leg, then the left. I take a deep breath and as I toss my pacifier aside, I knew there was no turning back. #yolo.
And three steps later, I'm a man. A walking man. Walking around the living room. Like a boss. Can't wait to strut my stuff at Little Tykes tomorrow. Suzy will be all over me like baby powder on a bad rash. Most importantly, I can't wait to show up the new kid, Paul.
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This is Paul. He thinks he's cool. Not cool enough to walk though. Burn.
I like Lil'Daddy's swag. He's gonna be running next week. So he can start running things at Little Tykes. Respect game Paul.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on learning how to walk! I didn't realize that the walker allowed you to do squats. You will definitely over-shine Paul at Little Tyke's, tomorrow.
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