Balance

Two weeks from today, Lyla will begin attending daycare full-time, and I will no longer be a stay-at-home dad. I have mixed feelings about it all, from excitement to getting back in the classroom, to the obvious sadness about life becoming somewhat less ideal.

I hope everything continues to feel as gradual as it does now, but I suspect there will be days when I pick up Lyla in the late afternoon and she'll feel heavier or taller than she did when I saw her that morning. Or she'll suddenly be talking, chewing, and taking steps on her own. Each evening, Julie and I will talk about what happened at daycare.

Ah well. It goes on. Lyla has developed impeccable balance lately. She has discovered that her knees allow her to raise herself higher, making it possible to reach a greater variety of items in our non-baby-proofed house. Next she'll use that balance to learn what her feet can do. Hopefully if it happens first at daycare, they'll keep quiet about it.

Here's some respectable air:


Oh well:


Seems lately Lyla has better balance than her daddy.