It happened. We went to the Stroms last night and Ava had a blast playing with Liam. I cant tell you HOW CUTE they were playing together. Liam was so nice to her. She pet her on the head and shared many of his toys without a whimper. Then it happened. Ava saw his push cart thing, she grabbed hold of it and stood up. The wheels started to move...I was like, "oh no here we go flat on her face" and she was soon in step behind it, walking. Unbelievable. With no help at all. I was in shock, mouth agape. So we moved the cart back to see if it was a fluke. Nope. She did it over and over again. And everythime we picked her up to move her back, she had to let go of the cart. - this caused massive irritation and screaming and crying until she was reunited with it again.
On our way home Ava fell asleep in the car and Rich though about stopping by Target to get her a cart of her own. I suggested maybe going home and getting it later. Richs response was, "I want to buy her her first bike though." So we veered off the course home to stop at target and pick up her new cart. Which I have a little snipet of her walking this am. Unfortunately its not her really going strong, but you get the idea. Check out her left foot. Its the ole drag technique! Hahaha!
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