When I dropped Finn off at day care this morning, his age-mate friend, A- was walking all over the place. A bit wobbly, but perfectly serviceable and chosen over crawling. He's been walking since he was about 15 months old.
As a parent, you always have to try not to compare your child to other children. It's tempting and delectable to think "My kid's doing better than that kid," but it's another thing to think "My kid's not doing that yet." When your kid was a preemie, you also have to do some quick math to get to his adjusted age to make the correct comparison.
Finn has been talking steps here and there. More often in the last few days. It's pretty cool. I know that babies all progress at different rates, and not every child can be exceptional. Finn already had a pretty good bout with exceptionable behavior, so I can't look at A- and worry about Finn, and Rational Me doesn't.
When Pete picked Finn up at day care this afternoon, A- was walking around, waving a train around, yelling "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"
I never liked that kid.