Gone walkabout

Well y'all, she's doing it.  Despite being totally content NOT walking, Addie's decided to go ahead and get this thing over with.  She is impatient with the slowness, and drops down to crawl when things aren't going at her preferred warp speed, but she's gaining her sea legs bit by bit.

Her first steps were a week after her first birthday, and she's been sparing with attempts since then.  Every day this week, though, she has walked more than the day before.  I've yet to get a good video of it, but I'm diggin this photo sequence I took a couple days ago (yes she was wearing a skirt and bare feet in December).

These first three are what many attempts have looked like... couple steps, down, and uggghhh... back... up... again.  I'm sure there's a sermon in here (Danny?).

 

But she shall not be deterred! Check out the sheer determination and concentration.

Surely tongue thing has to be a sign of athletic greatness?

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I see the resemblance.

Like my friend Amanda, I expected walking to be kinda like rolling over - one minute they can't, and the next minute, they can.  Instead it's a much slower process of one step on Tuesday, three the following Saturday, none for a week... I'm sure that's got to be another sermon (I'm throwing out softball pitches here for anyone needing ideas).

Yesterday she crossed our bedroom, eyes straight ahead; smiling, giggling, tongue sticking out the whole way.  I guess this is what they call walking, but I'm still in denial.  Because newborns don't walk, silly.