and we're walking...

Imagine a tour guide, "And we're walking, and we're walking, etc."

Now, imagine a mini-man standing just 2 feet tall, balance not quite there, attempting to casual saunter through a room or two of people.

Picture Andy wearing his hooded Superman sweat suit and red socks. He took a stroll through our library, holding on to one of my hands of course.

He walked all the way through the children's section to the check out counter, stopping twice in fits of giggles. He was immeasurably proud of his achievement -- as were Alex and I. Alex immediately wanted Andy to try it holding his hand. I vetoed that idea.

Andy's other recent achievements include:

...climbing on top of the coffee table and standing up.

...fitting himself between the futon mattress and arm rail (extremely dangerous and gets him in trouble each time).

...with brute force pushing open Alex's bedroom door (only when not closed properly).

...sliding off of the master bed and onto the floor.

...can say "Ma, Momma, Mom" with alarming clarity.

...has the smarts to manipulate his mother with such words.