Walker

And he's off......
Our predominately tiled house is the equivalent of Baby Walker Expressway. He glides hither. Bumping into closed doors before reversing himself & launching into a pacey walk. He grabs keys, opens drawers & pulls the garbage bin. I say "No!" and "Uh Uh"...which he translates into "Try Harder". He is constantly drawn to the hallway where he sprints towards the brown sticker wall art. And there he sits. Gazing up in wonder. Like a pilgrim at the alter.
So much to see when you're 9 months old.