Walking Tall

Over the last few days, Jackson's walking aptitude has really progressed. Monday, he accidentally took four steps after letting go of the ottoman, before crashing into my lap. Tuesday, something clicked and he purposefully let go and triumphantly took those same four steps, to the tune of a half-dozen iterations.

And tonight, he ran circles around his room and the den, opening and closing the door, climbing over the dog, and every now and then crossing from one part of the room to the other, laughing and smiling with newfound glee. I think he is about to go on a tear.