The drunk baby shuffle

So it turns out that baby Finn is the fastest walker of them all. He’s been holding on to furniture and cruising around for a while and on his first birthday, he was all like “this is nonsense, I’m just going to let go and walk like a big boy.”

And so he did.

There’s been no turning back once he discovered the freedom of walking without help from anyone or anything. Just my baby boy and his two little chubby legs ready to conquer the world. Speaking of which, he’s really fattened up over the past month. I love that he loves food and more than that, I love his smooshy (but firm) baby fats. I love them so much I can’t stop munching on them all day. I like me a fat baby and that’s all there is to it.

He’s still a bit wobbly and he’s stumbling around (sometimes falling all over the place) like that drunk uncle who’s had one too many beers. Cuuuuute doesn’t even begin to describe it.

I clearly went overboard with the editing but adding fake moustaches to my smooshy baby is strangely addictive. Hi I’m Daphne and I’m a fake baby moustache addict.

Allow me to raise a glass to more drunk baby shuffling, the cutest kind there is.