Today Hugo rejected going for a walk in the sling for the first time. He insisted on getting down and running along the sidewalk by himself. I had always carried him on my hip in the sling until we walked to a relatively safe destination like the park or the beach down the block. When we had walked down the street short distances together I always held his hand.
This evening, my son was having none of that. Thank goodness he seemed to understand when I told him to stay on the sidewalk, and that he must hold my hand when we crossed the street. He then practiced his stair-climbing abilities at the bay wall where there is a little concrete platform next to a desert-themed little “park” consisting of strips of mulch containing of yucca plants and cacti.
He did get tired enough to want to be carried on the way home. One other major loss today – Hugo learned to say “Elmo,” who up until a few hours ago had only been known as “Guy!” in our home. He’s growing up so fast.