Walking

Elliott is trying very hard to walk. Not yet, mister! He can stand on his own for a few seconds now, holding on to nothing but a ball or toy. He loves to walk around pushing this desk or a chair or Nory's bike or anything else he can find which is pushable. He is at that age where you really need to watch him like a hawk, he can get into trouble faster than you can, say, get a sippy cup out of the cabinet or applesauce out of the refridgerator. Can I just say that I am amazed that second children ever survive toddlerhood. Kuddos to us, second children!