During the last week or so we have managed to coax Carter to finally take a few steps on his own. He had even mastered going from a sitting to a standing position on his own, which is a skill I always think of as coming after walking. However, he remained very hesitant and cautious about the whole walking thing. For several months he has been zipping around the house with his walker with little effort. Each morning when we would bring him downstairs the first thing he would crawl to was his walker. We started to call him an "old man" because he was so glued and seemingly dependant on using the walker around the house. We joked that we needed to put tennis balls on it, so it would be so noisy or scratch the wood floors. This morning we decided to hide the walker to see if its absence would inspire Carter to take more steps on his own. Throughout the day he found substitutes for his walker--a giant ball, his riding toy, a kitchen chair, etc., but this evening he started taking steps on his own and by bedtime was become quite confident in his walking abilities. So, I think we can finally say that we have a walker on our hands.
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