Yesterday morning I posted this picture on Facebook:
Molly is the first of my 5 kids who did not walk on their own before their first birthday. She was very good at getting around. She would pull herself up and walk along furniture, she would crawl as fast as it is possible to crawl, and she was very good at convincing people to pick her up and carry her. She just was not interested in walking, at least not on her own.
Over the last week or so she has discovered the joy of climbing and is getting into all kinds of new things. But as of yesterday morning she still wasn’t walking more than a step or two on her own at a time.
And, wouldn’t you know it, just minutes after I posted this, she stood up and took off walking on her own without the usual encouragement we’d given her to get the few steps we got before that. Go figure that her own time would be right after I announced to the world that she wouldn’t do it.