...here comes Brady!
Brady took his first steps on the last day of May. My grandmother claimed that she was a witch because she said he would walk early. In fact, her exact words were,
"Ha, ha. I'm a witch!!!! I told you he would walk before he was ten months! HA!"
I didn't have the heart to say, "Um, yeah, Mimi... Brady is already ten months old. As a matter of fact, he's 11 days away from being 11 months old."
She seemed to be so happy about "being a witch" (WTF that is all about, I. DO. NOT. KNOW!) that I didn't want to break her little heart.
I thought it fit to end my post with a picture of Brady and "the witch".