Edward got some new shoes last week and has been getting used to wearing them. We had him wear them quite a bit over the weekend--even though we were just home where socks (or, to be perfectly honest, bare feet) usually rule the day. We thought that would help him be ready to wear them all morning at daycare. He needed something sturdier to wear there, especially since they will be playing outside, though my earlier suspicions were confirmed as it seems they have a fairly liberal interpretation of what constitutes "too cold" for outdoor play. He hasn't been on their playground yet, but given this wacky warm winter, it won't be long. The first two weeks in the toddler room he was still taking a morning nap each day and that usually coincided with their outside time so he missed the opportunity. This week he's starting to skip that nap and just crash as soon as we get home. So once the weather gods cooperate, he should get some good outdoor activity each morning.

It's hard to think of him as a "big kid" in the toddler room when he still wears a bib most of the time these days. The drool has been out of control. He easily soaks through one of these before noon. When will those teeth pop through already!?

Also over the weekend, Ed enjoyed sharing the Sunday paper with us. His reading habits are fairly violent and rather soggy though, so he got the parts we were done with. John was especially excited to share this Best Buy circular with him, but Ed proved to be a rather undiscerning shopper. The CDs and iPods garnered the same level of interest as the washers and driers--rip, scrunch and chew.

And the biggest weekend news, which does not have a photographic element for reasons that will become clear:

Edward took his first step on Saturday night (Jan. 6)!

And I do mean "step," singular. He was standing at a living room chair, turned toward me (sitting on the floor), let go of the chair, took one step and then flopped into me. We were quite excited about this development but could not produce a repeat performance. He decided that flopping was MUCH more fun and spent the next 15 minutes or throwing himself back and forth between our outstretched arms as each of us tried to coax him to take steps toward the other. All hands on Ed meant none free to operate the camera. Stay tuned though...