Colin has started to take his first sumo style steps. He did not sit up until he was 8 months old and now here he is starting to walk at barely 10 months old. Kids are weird.
When Brady started walking, I was a nervous wreck. That was partially because he was my first child and partially because he never actually walked. He just stood up and ran one day. I spent several months following him around doing this bizarre squat-walk, my arms making a circle of safety around him. He seemed to have no regard for his physical limitations, he would just take off running and fall, and I tried my hardest to keep him from falling on my watch. Come to think of it, he is almost six and he still does that and I still follow him around sometimes.
I was much more relaxed when Sully started walking. I am sure it was because he was my second kid, but also because he seemed to exercise much more caution with walking. He still does. Sully has had one skinned knee that I can think of, Brady has had dozens.
Now that Colin is starting to walk, I feel relieved. Now that he will be standing upright more, I am hoping that he will stop putting every tiny little piece of fuzz he finds on my super clean floor in his mouth. I am also approaching the day when I can stop carrying him everywhere. Little dude has got to be 30 pounds (I forgot to schedule his nine month checkup until recently so I have no idea how much he actually weighs) and my back can feel it! I am also encouraged that he seems to be aware of the precarious nature of his balance and he makes a controlled fall to his butt after about three steps.
Going anywhere should be quite interesting in a couple more months when I have three kids going in three different directions. It is a good thing I have some nice running shoes!