Dad and I were hanging out, in the living room, and I was right by the front door. I was standing up like I usually do, holding on to my stroller for support. I reached down to get my toy train. It was a little easier to hold on to the train with two hands, so I let go of the stroller, and just kind of stood there for a second.
I turned and looked over at Dad, who held out his arms and asked me to walk to him...
...so I did!
I took about five steps, which is more than I'd ever taken, and I landed safely in his arms. He was laughing, and clapping for me! I figured that, not only can I get around a lot easier, but I also get to have the people around me get all excited for me whenever I walk...
So why SHOULDN'T I do it more often, right?
I have started walking around the apartment a lot more...Mom has also seen me walk up to seven or eight steps at this point....she loves referring to my way of lurching around as "Old School Zombie"
I hope to get some pics or video up of me walking around...
...as soon as I let someone snag some footage of me doing it. :-)
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