He went out to eat at a restaurant near our house, the first such public trip. He seemed to have a good time, though unsurprisingly he didn't eat, not that we expected him to. He mostly watched cars pass by on the street. And he walked back and forth on the sidewalk in front of the restaurant, with our assistance of course!
He's not so much interested in scooting anymore. He's all about being up and mobile. He's cruising while holding onto furniture . . .
. . . and insisting that we help him practice his walking skills, which is back-breaking work since we have to bend down so far to hold his hands.
His physical therapist thinks he may go straight from scooting to walking without crawling at all. Doesn't really matter much to us, we're just happy he's so happy.
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