Walking

At 15 1/2 months old, Canaan finally chose today to start walking!

He took to the whole experience quite differently than Gideon did. Gideon took his first steps well before his first birthday, then spent months shuffling about a few steps at a time before he finally took to the whole walking thing fully at around 13 months or so.

Canaan just didn't walk at all. No first steps. No shuffling about. No inching away from the furniture. Just standing, falling, crawling.

Until today.

And - blastoff!

Still in his pjs, he got in the middle of the living room floor and stood up slowly rear first until he finally got steady. Then, he just took off. When we started saying, "Go! Go! Go!" to encourage him, he started saying it as well. "G-G-G!" he'd shout. He was cracking himself up, and each time he fell, he'd laugh, get to the middle of the floor again, stand up and start all over.

I honestly think he enjoyed falling as much as he enjoyed walking.

It was one of the funniest mornings ever! I sat on the couch, still recovering from yesterday, just laughing and loving my sweet boys. And while I was missing Benjamin with each and every breath, I was also so thankful that God had saved this precious milestone for today. A day when I needed so desperately to smile. A day when I needed to laugh.

Canaan has always been my little silly boy - always laughing, acting silly, not caring what anyone else thinks. I have a feeling this won't be the last time he makes me laugh when I need it so much. He is such a blessing. And to think, had I not had my first miscarriage, I wouldn't have my Canaan. What a blessing. What a strange, twisted, awesome blessing.