From here to there, here to there, and back again

Abigail is walking. She has officially graduated from crawler to walker. All evening long, and as I hear it all day long too, she was walking. Not to anywhere in particular; just walking from here to there and there to here and here to there and... well, you get the idea.

Far from being scared shitless, I am excited about this new development. Abigail has been ambulatory for many months now, and I've already reconciled myself to that fact. Now I'm excited because she'll be able to walk instead of me having to carry her everywhere, which is good because lately she has picked up the habit of trying to fall out of my arms while I'm carrying her. Most of the time she does this while we're walking over a hard surface that would do permanent damage should she succeed.

This now also means she's going to be getting into a whole lot more, as in "everything". There will be nothing the kid doesn't get into, and we're going to have to rethink our whole lives to make sure she doesn't ingest things that could kill her, like small cat toys and Jason's extensive wire nut collection. In light of this, we are currently accepting donations of any kind of closed cabinet/drawer thing where we can put stuff and our t.v., as well as valium. Because there will probably be times where we will need it in order to not go crazy from saying "No Abigail!" and fishing small cat toys and wire nuts out of her mouth, for the millionth time.