Now for the ridiculous part...I slammed my thumb in the car door when we got home. The damn thing is now broken. Yes, only I could fracture my thumb on date night. We were in Jer's two door sports car, which I never ever ride in, and I guess the different weight of the door was too much for me. I am such a rock star, let me tell you. I ended up at Care Now on Sunday morning and now it is purple, black, peeling, gross and hurts like hell. Lovely. I don't recommend taking care of a toddler with broken digits. Only me. ;-)
To end my little update, I have some pictures of Colin from our walk this evening. I took him around the block in his blue car and once we were a couple of blocks from home, he decided he wanted to walk. Immediately. I was nervous, but he was such a big boy about it! I told him that we had to always walk on the sidewalk and he had to stay next to Mama. He did it! We walked all the way home together and I was so proud! Here he is just being super adorable:
