Dec. 15, 2015, 1:34 a.m.
This past weekend, Aila got on her feet and pranced with pride all over our house. She walked and walked, more than she has since early August when she was diagnosed. Each time she got on her feet, Zander said "Mama, look it!" with shock. And we all clapped and cheered. Baby felt a little jealous, I think, and decided to practice in earnest his newly minted skill of pulling himself up, tenatively standing, and then letting go. Look Ma, no hands! A similar prideful glee could be seen in his beautiful face...right until he (inevitably) fell onto his bottom.
I'm scared. And for once, I don't have much more to say.
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