Julia has that new-learning-how-to-walk walk.
She kind of stumbles around, but definitely gets where she needs to go, and is getting more stable on her feet.
Today is the first day I let her walk from car to the place of errand. In this case, it is the post office.
It is so cute. She holds onto my hand, and her little body walks beside me, clad in pink pants with red hearts and a pink tie dye shirt on top. The step up to the curb is too much for her the first time, but she masters it the second time trying.
She loves to try to open the door, but her little 23 pounds just isn't enough. She makes sure it is closed on the way out, by giving it an extra push with her tiny little hands.
The older gentleman in the car next to us wants to get involved in the fun and chats with us a little. Julia looks at me and says "who's that?"
She's practically asleep by the time we make the 5-minute drive home.
Big day.