Max is walking.
It's a wobbly, wide-legged, almost drunken-looking stagger with arms in the air but its walking. He's been taking more steps each day and now can cruise the length of the house in socks on the wood floor. I consider that an achievement...somedays I have trouble doing it.
Needless to say, the bumps and bruises have increased and Sadie is running scared. His favorite way to harass her is to walk right up to her (while she's lying down) and then just fall forward into her. She is not amused.
Now if we can just keep his shoes on.
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Awesome! Brenna isn't far behind him... These kids are going to terrorize us all!!
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