These Boots Were Made For Walkin'

Dear Riley,
This week you finally figured out that you had the ability to take more than two steps at a time, and you have freaking just taken off places. It's so funny to watch because when you start to take a step, there is a look on your face as if you are making the hardest decision in the world whether to try and take your baby steps over to the thing that you so desire, or to just give into the weight of your gargantuan head and just crawl there. So far, the walking is winning about 60% of the time. Yay! Everyone has commented on how early you are walking. We just smile and nod and say yeah, we know. Crazy freaking kid.
In other world news, you are outgrowing all of your nine month clothes, thanks to what I believe to have been a recent growth spurt. Thus, we had to go shopping and get you some 12 month outfits, etc, and I have to say, Daddy and I were extremely bummed to find out that we now have to pick out your pajamas from the back of the Carters store, instead of in the front where all the cute little pajamas are. It was a significant event to us, because, holy shit, you're not that little anymore. As soon as you start spitting out words, you will be living up to the "little person" name that we called you for eight and a half months. Your tricks seem to mulitply everyday, and you seriously have yet to stop amazing us. Last night, you were fully clothes while you were eating some teddy grahams, and somehow, one managed to wind up in your diaper. In the INSIDE of your diaper. When you talk, I would like an explanation, please.
Love you as big as the screams you had while we were putting you to bed tonight,
Momma