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The moment we've all been waiting for, or at least, that I've been waiting for. Dorian and Faith were looking over my shoulder as I was recording this. That's Faith's voice saying "It do's what he do's!" as she's watching the camera. Such fun observations. Anyway, it's a good Christmas present. He's enjoying being more mobile.

I wish this picture had turned out better, but it shows the day accurately enough. Yesterday was our first school cancellation of the season. We got about 9 inches of snow. The kids had a good time playing outside and attempting to build snowmen. I was putting off shoveling the driveway, which is a massive pain in more ways than one. But Dorian shamed me into it. At about 3, when the snow finally stopped, he announced he was going to clear off the driveway. He went and put on his snowsuit, boots, gloves, and hat, then he went to the garage and got the kid-sized snow shovel, went outside, and got to work. It didn't last very long, but it did help me get over the inertia to get out and work.

In other news, Quinn is finally walking more than he is crawling, only 3 short months after his first step! My other kids were about 2 weeks from first step to full walking, but Quinn is on his own timetable. He still had a two-word vocabulary, along with an assortment of articulate grunts. Our family seems to swing back and forth between speech delay and speech prodigy. Just keeping us on our toes I guess.

Faith continues to be Faith. She misses Dorian while he's at school, but I think we're having fun together at home. She walks around the house singing Christmas carols. I think she will be the soprano in our family, and a good thing too. I can't fake most soprano parts.

I'm 29 as of Monday. I'm not sure how to feel about it yet. But I have my streak intact. This is the seventh birthday in a row where I've been either pregnant or breastfeeding. No, I'm not pregnant. Quinn is still an avid nurser, and I plan to keep with it until he's at least two, and get him through is first two winters. Last year, I was reluctant to make predictions about my status a year in advance, and that holds for this year as well. Heaven knows what next year will bring.