And let me tell you, they are very small steps. D has decided it's time to attempt walking. Actually, I don't think he's entirely converted yet because he is still a devout crawler. Last Thursday was the official day when he pulled himself up on the piano bench, let go, stood there for a few seconds with a cheesy grin on his face, and then took a few teetering steps into my outstretched arms. He obliged daddy with a repeat performance later that night and again that weekend for Grandma and Grandpa and Uncle Jeff. When he does make the full conversion, it is going to be completely surreal to see such a tiny person walking around the house...
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