I tried to stay with things until I thought they were on their feet and they learned to walk and talk.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My feet are like something from another age - prehistoric and troll-like. I keep expecting them to talk, they have that much character.
My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.
Just being with dogs, I learned their ways and began to appreciate things from their point of view.
We spend the first twelve months of our children's lives teaching them to walk and talk and the next twelve telling them to sit down and shut up.
I don't take it lightly that I brought a life into this world. They're waiting for you every day, these sweet little angels. You have to have time for them to interact on a daily basis.
One thing that is almost always said to me is, I grew up with you. They are meeting me and feel that they actually grew up with me. I was with them during their play hours and thinking hours. I was a part of their childhoods. That's one of the most amazing things.
Unfortunately for me, I was one of these people who took a long time to learn that the material at his feet was fine.
If you look at little kids and wild animals, these are two groups of things that whenever I'm with them forces me to be in the moment.
For me and my husband, one of my biggest peeves is that I can't stand for an old friend or a woman to walk in the room and just run up and speak to my husband, but they don't talk to me.
I learned to walk as a baby, and I haven't had a lesson since.