While skyping with Grandma two Sundays ago, Babs decided to try to walk more than one step. She made two. For the next week, she would continue to walk two or three steps to get to me, but that was about all.
This week, she decided it was time to walk for real. (Seeing her friend Mac, who is already an accomplished walker (for a 12 month old) seems to inspire her.) She has been practicing, and is getting relatively proficient, if by proficient you mean can take six consecutive steps.
The reason I declare her a walker is how she responds to falling down. Up until Tuesday, once she fell she would start to crawl. Now when she falls, she gets back on her feet, and walks again. She knows she is a walker, now if only she can get her body to cooperate.
