Footprint Crafts For Adults

Today we continued the search for new shoes. After being utterly disappointed at yet another store, the tiny human made it clear she needed a nap. We came home and put her in her crib. Then Collin and I did water impressions of our feet; see my size eleven fins below.

This fun project combined with a nifty tool we used online to establish how we walk, bend and flex; helped us find the most appropriate shoe types we should get for our next pair. Both of us need more stable and controlling shoes. I know that I do because I feel the beginning symptoms of issues with my left foot. Possibly plantar facsiitis, but we'll see what happens over the next couple weeks.

We went to visit Collin's mom, and as we walked out with his aunt and sister were shocked to hear that she has refused everything, and I mean everything, for the last five days.

After we said our goodbyes we went to yet another shoe store on the way home. Pretty quickly we found these amazing neon pink Nikes for me that feel so beautifully supportive and awesome. The tiny human and I went meandering as Collin went in search of his own amazeballs shoes. Her and I oogled some boots and checked out some purses then found our way back to Collin. He felt he was striking out. I asked if he had checked the clearance section and 'lo and behold he did find the perfect pair of shoes.

We were  both extremely happy with our findings and came home with time to spare for showers for us and a bath for the wee one before dinner.

She is trying so hard to walk. More and more each day she does without even realizing it. Thursday she walked from one part the couch to me completely unassisted. She tried a couple more times between Friday and Saturday. Today she took a few unsupported steps multiple times. Before dinner Collin "helped" her to walk with her "walker" toy all over the living room. She also "walked' on her knees around the living room. Her little legs are getting stronger and stronger every day. As I watch her learn to walk, I find that I completely agree with my friend's theory that skinny babies take longer to be comfortable and confident in their walking after they begin cruising than chunkier babies take. I think it comes down to them finding their center of gravity. Either way, I am so proud and terrified of this milestone.

The little demon managed to stay up until just before seven tonight. I have no idea how, but I am so happy she did. With the time change we feared she'd want to go to bed around 5:30 or 6pm. I'd like to believe that her schedule we managed to get her on yesterday helped immensely.

Tomorrow, slow cooking awesomeness and pants.

May  you have a marvelous Monday.