At 18-2/3 months he finally decided to walk. He had been doing really well the past couple days with standing and I was able to trick him into taking a step here and there but it was never intentional on his part.
First we walked between tables (about 5 steps)…


(eek! cute baby tushie!)
And then we sweetened the pot… literally. Cinnamon Goldfish. It’s the bribery that has gotten him through every PT appointment.

And then he figured out how to run. Must. Have. Goldfish. Now.

He walked across the entire room without falling about 15-20 minutes after he had taken his first step.

My little Frankenstein.

I’m not sure how every picture ended up with the same leg stepping.
So two weeks ago at PT we were thrilled that we could get him to stand for about 20 seconds. Today he walked. Little booger. I knew you could do it. Now you can learn to chase Maeve. You are going to love that.
Also, this morning we went to pick up my new glasses. Liam tried on a pair of his own. As cute as he is, I hope he inherited Daddy’s eyes.

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