Over a month ago I dutifully documented Oscar's first steps. And then he resumed life as an avid crawler. A prarie dog of sorts--stand up to see stuff or reach things he shouldn't--then back to hands and knees to go anywhere.
Until yesterday at a friend's house when he decided to test out walking just a teensy bit. And I took several spectacularly bad videos of the four grown ups and three big kids cheering him on.