Everyday I'm toddlin'.

Uh-oh.  I think I officially have a toddler on my hands. 

My little man took his first four very zombie-like steps on Wednesday while we were at the library.  He was so happy to be crawling around, playing with new toys, seeing other kids.  We were taking a break, sitting on a bench together for a moment.  He wanted down so I lifted him down.  He stood there a second, smiled and giggled a bit and then took four steps away from me before plopping down on that fluffy tush.  I think I let my surprise get the better of me a bit because I heard myself saying "What are you doing, you silly?!"  Obviously it was a bit louder than I thought because once he was sitting I looked around and two other moms were staring at me.  I had to explain that those were his first unassisted steps.  :)  Meanwhile, B was so proud he was sitting there clapping.  What a character.  I was so happy to witness those first steps!  If only dad could have been there too. 

Dad got his chance to witness some wobbly steps too since he was home with B yesterday while I was at work.  My husband reported frequently throughout the day that B was taking a few steps here and there before falling into his arms.  Quite the game he had discovered. 

Then, this morning...  THIS....

Sorry about the squeaky mommy voice. 

We are in trouble.