It is official.
Quinn has taken his first steps. On his own. No helping hands. He walked from the kitchen into the living room unassisted. Even though it has taken so long for us to get to this point, it still feels like yesterday he looked like this:
And we were hoping he would just roll over/sit up/pull up/stand... and here he is walking. A good reminder that he will get there eventually... whatever that next step might be... it is only a matter of time.
Things fall apart around me. Or because of me. One of those.
19 minutes ago