Learning to walk...

So Scott is definitely eager to walk. He pulls himself to standing on pretty much anything he can find, whether it is sturdy or not, and lately he has tested to waters of taking steps from side to side while holding whatever object that got him to standing in the first place as little as possible! As he takes each step he will let go more and more until he gets a little too cocky, removes both hands and falls. I love to see the delight in his eyes as he maneuvers between positions and pieces of furniture, he is so proud of each step! I love that when he plops down on his tushy he is eager to hop right back up and continue his adventure where he left off! I tend to stay behind him to try to cushion each fall and I just hate it when he goes down a little too hard or smacks a body part, but I know that is part of the learning process as well. It strikes me that learning to walk is truly a metaphor for everything he will do in his life. He had to crawl first and now he is learning to take baby steps and trying to do all of this as independently as possible, while mom is in the background the whole time trying to cushion the fall and encourage him to proceed with caution. And isn't that the role of mothers in everything kids do, we can't be there to catch them for every fall (even though we want to be) so we just worry, advise and pray for every new challenge that will come their way. And if Scott is going to approach life the way he approaches learning to walk then watch out world because this kid is fearless!