We are the parents of a full-blown toddler! Woohoo!!!
Okay, so maybe it's not quite as big as other moments people may be waiting for, but it's a pretty big "tada" moment for us.
Though I still have to carry him from the car to the door when we go out (are you kidding me? It is not warm enough to wait for toddler-sized steps out there), the fact that I can set him on his own two feet when we get inside wherever it is we're going and he will stay on his own two feet? Priceless.
Within just the past week he has given up on crawling almost entirely. In fact, after crawling up the stairs at church just yesterday, he made it a few more paces on the top landing on just his hands and knees before he seemed to come to himself and realize, "Hey, I'm on level-ground again, what am I doing down here?" And up he went, to biped mode.
He can walk just about anywhere he wants to go, with no tipping over, and doesn't even require a hand to hold.
It's true that the big hurdles these days are cracks in the sidewalk or the gap in the elevator door (might as well be a canyon for his refusal to step over it), but he's working on overcoming his fears. The important thing is, our boy walks.
I love it.