OHBOYOHBOYOHBOYOHBOYOHBOYOHBOY!

Are you sitting down? Are you? Don't risk it, you should be sitting down for this:

Sacha took his first steps! He was pushing a broom (yes, I train my child labourers early) and I was holding on to him. Then all of a sudden, he just took off from me, walked 5 steps, realized that he was no longer touching me, and cried and fell on his grossly padded cloth-diapered bum.  I screamed for Tony to come and see, and this scared Sacha and made him cry more.  Stupid Sarah.

Then, he did it again! 5 more steps (while sweeping, good boy)! Once again, he realized that he was alone in his endeavor, fell on his bum and cried.

I ran around in circles like a village idiot howling "I have to call someone! I have to call someone!" only to realize that my mom was NOT at home. So I called my Baba (for you non-Ukrainian folk, that's Grandma) who asked if I had taped it. Seeing that I am not psychic and did not anticipate the event, I told her that I had not captured the moment for all eternity.

Yippee!  I am über happy, even though I know these few steps will only eventually lead to complete chaos in my house.

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As if it weren't already chaotic here: did you know that tampons do not make good soothers?  They should really put that on the box.