Devon took his first tentative steps a few weeks back when he waddled over to see his grandfather. For the most part, he still prefers crawling places — he can get where he’s going so much faster.
In the last few days, however, he really started to get the hang of this walking thing. Now he practices it all the time: outside in the park, holding our hand around the block, and even on the log we got for him. He’s getting faster and more daring, and I’m not quite sure how we’re going to keep up with him: