Zabe has a new love. It is this brand new walker from 1988, which just so happens to be from when Ann and Luke were babies. I picked it up from my mom's a couple weeks ago; he just loves cruising around the house backwards. The other day we were in the kitchen and he was sitting in it watching me do the dishes and all of a sudden he got sooo mad. I turned around and he was trying to grab with both hands a paper bag sitting next to him. So I, the good mother that I am went and placed the paper bag closer to him so he could work on getting his first paper cut. Luckily, that never happened, he just had to have a hand on the paper bag. He was happy as could be. He can go backwards very well, but hasn't figured out yet how to go forward. Who would have thought a walker would be such a joy???
