Just a few hours before the 1-year anniversary of Mr. Noah's appearance in the world, he dazzled us by taking his first real steps.
I shrieked like a Banshee. "Damon! Damon! Noah just walked! He really did it! GET DOWN HERE!"
(I'd like to take this moment to remind you that the ceiling in most of my first floor is ripped out -- it's an old house and a long story -- so there's never any real need to yell to get the attention of a person on the second floor.)

