Standing Man
You pulled yourself up all by yourself late in your seventh month. You had loved to stand since the very begining. Making anyone that would hold you up so you could stand on thier lap and bounce up and down. It made for really strong legs. You could stand and hold onto things and even manuever yourself around with Dad or I holding on. I was always scared that your feet would slide out from underneath you, but you were fearless.
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