Eldore Rex turned fourteen months on January the 19th.
This month he took two leaps (or steps, as it were) forward: he started walking and talking.
The walking was partially at my insistence, picking him up and making him stand and take steps forward, which he mostly did gladly (except when he learned that sitting down made me react in a rather comical fashion, so then he did it on purpose.) After we indulged in this exercise for a day or two, he took it upon himself to begin taking steps around on his own.
Now, about two weeks later, he positively careens about the house, his legs still stuck in that stiff baby-walking way but his mind clearly set on running wherever his marionette-limbs will take him. He falls down, but mostly pops back up and keeps on rolling without even a second thought.
He’s officially the earliest walker we’ve had, but only by about two weeks. He may certainly be the most determined and haphazard walker we’ve seen yet.
