No matter how much we anticipate and expect every new evolution in Max's development, each progression seems to leave us parents at first perplexed, awed, and finally just a little bit scared.
Max took 4 unassisted steps Saturday. Then 6... Then he realized what he was doing, promptly sat down hard on his well padded rump and declared "game over."
Though we've seen a few courageous steps here and there since then, nothing close to what happened Saturday.
But we know it's coming. Every time he stands up and let's go of the couch, or the chairs, or climbs up in his little rocking chair we find ourselves reflexively glancing around the room for even more things to batten down, move up a shelf, or just plain lock in the basement.
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