And then we were in the living room and he pulled himself up on the ottoman, looked at me, smiled his infectious smile and took two steps towards me without any type of support. TWICE! Now sure he kinda fell into the couch that last step but the point is he’s getting more and more confidant in himself to take steps.
All. By. Himself.
It looks like I might be right after all my little Mase Face is probably going to be WALKING by Halloween.
Wish me luck, I think I’m going to need it!