Thu evening he took 5 little steps from me to Daddy unaided! It was lovely! Now he's really giving it a good go and by bedtime tonight he'd walked half way across the livingroom with a toy in his hand that he wanted me to get working for him.
He's not quite a toddler yet but I think by this time next week I'll have kissed goodbye to his baby days and have a fully fledged toddler on my hands. Mixed feelings on that one....
I'm so proud of his progress though. He has a wee vocabulary of words that only we can understand "ack ack" for Jack, "ter ter" for Tom, "hiz" for our cat Fizzy. He also says "all gone", "inky" (drink), "mananana" (banana), and the usual mummy, daddy & nana. He's pointing at stuff wanting know what it's called and trying to mimic.
He waves and blows kisses, and gives the BEST cuddles EVER!
I've loved having Georgie as a baby, I've enjoyed him more than either of the others (finally relaxed with this one) but that's not to say I don't love them all the same because I do. I've just been more chilled out this time round.
I'm looking forward to Georgie the toddler. He's going to give me hell! He's already such a cheeky little ruffian and fully believes he can get away with anything. He WILL be the one who lies down in the supermarket and kicks off, but fore warning is fore armed! He's a third child, and this mummy will take no guff! I'm well practised by now.
Huge milestones like this make me excited and sad all at once. I'm guilty of wishing my babies would stay babies forever while at the same time being so proud of them as they grow. Just want to go and snuggle all of them, right now!