My little Oliver Isaac. Our little laughter boy. His high to low emotions are transferring to a high to to low mobility. Under a chair, over a barrier, through a tight spot, and now...high on his feet. A couple of months ago I wouldn't have thought his strength would support his desires for mobility but he has proven me wrong ten times over.
I have not yet gotten used to him cruising around the house, but he is not waiting for my adjustment. His determination has brought him to his feet. Yikes!