Isaiah's 9.5 months old today. Last night he took three steps toward a footstool, which made me about the proudest I've ever been of anyone (after the whole JoanMarie-giving-birth thing).
But then I grabbed the camera and he suddenly felt the pressure because he knew you'd all be watching.
So for now, there's this...
Oh, the smile. SO proud of himself.
Once they start walking they typically don't stop - so enjoy your last days of "less able to get into all kinds of trouble" :)
Sooo precious. :)
Ready. Set. PLOP! (Thanks for sharing the cuteness!)
Oh, that grin...he is SO CUTE! :)
He is so cute!!!
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