First Step Jasper one year Max nineteen
The first steps, also very exciting. Though most babies use a piece of furniture or a hand to hold themselves up while walking about, their first actual step, unaided, is quite a feat.
"Jasper, come to daddy," Fang called. Jasper cruised the living room, his little hands grasping the couch and chairs. He had yet to walk on his own two feet, and Fang was doing all he could to get him there.
Fang sat back on his haunches, hands rested on his knees. Jasper smiled, revealing a cluster of little white teeth sticking out of his gums. All afternoon, Fang sat on the floor of the living room, coaxing Jasper across the carpet. He started forward along the blue recliner. As he got to the end of the arm, the front door to the apartment opened. Max walked through the doorway with an armful of grocery bags. Fang eased up to grab Jasper and walk into the kitchen. He set Jasper in the highchair and walked over to the table where Max had set the bags down.
"Hey," he greeted. Max smiled at him.
"Hi, how was your day?" she asked. She stuck a bag of bread on the green tiled counter. She'd have to buy another in two days.
Fang shrugged. Max worked at a nearby grocery store and had spent half the day there. She got a discount on food there. They really tried not to depend on the credit card. Who knew where the money was coming from? Furthermore, who knew why it was still coming?
"Good, Jasper's getting closer to walking I think. And Maggie called, the message is on the board," Fang said. Maggie was her boss. Max rolled her eyes.
They finished putting the groceries away in silence. Jasper gurgled words here and there, slapping his palms on the tray in front of him.
"Come on, I'm beat. Let's watch some TV." Max stuffed a cookie in her mouth and started into the living room. Fang lifted Jasper out of the chair and followed her. Max was sitting on the couch and flipping through the channels. Fang sat down almost soundlessly next to her. She smiled as he laced their fingers together. In his opinion, she needed another job. This one just exhausted her. People just weren't her thing.
Jasper grumbled in Fang's lap. Fang put him on the ground to crawl around. But instead, little Jasper Talon Ride surprised both of his tired parents. He walked! He walked, if a bit unsteady, to his plush eagle on the opposite chair. Max did a double take, then slid off the couch. Fang was right behind her.
"Jasper," Max called, leaning against the couch. He turned around, holding his eagle in a chokehold.
"Ee-gull," he said, stressing both syllables. Max grinned. Fang had a crooked smile on his face as he watched his little boy walk back over to him. Jasper let himself and his small eagle flop over Fang's outstretched legs. He laid there on his back, enjoying the attention his parents gave him.
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