he's really a walker now

 

so it's offical he walks more than crawls. which by the by has reaked havock on my life. it now seems like i have twins with them both being mobile. he's still a little unstable on his feet so marcella takes a little too much joy in knocking him down. and then he criiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssssssssssss, and then she consoles him with a very sweet voice "it's ok quince, you're alright, i've got cha" don't mind the fact that she knocked him down. but at least she helps clean up the spill

 

a little bootie

 

concentrating

 

walking towards the cat...if only he could make his legs move faster he could catch her....