Day Four Hundred Fifty Five

Greetings and welcome to my blog about parenting, motherhood, children, and my loss of sanity. I had intended to start writing consistently when Cole was first born, but it's taken a while (455 days to be exact) to get going. But, finally, I am here, I am writing and glad to be sharing the adventures of Cole with you.

As it is late, I will keep this first blog short. Cole recently began walking and has made great strides (pun intended) in only a few weeks. Granted, he is still walking like a drunk hockey player, all bow legged and wobbly, but he can get around quite well. Nothing is cuter than when he wobbles towards me, arms outstretched, all 6 teeth poking out from his huge grin, and gives me hug. What more could I ask? To steal the tag line from a commercial for crappy beer, it doesn't get any better than this.