The 13 month shuffle

It was almost a step. It wasn't really enough of a step to count as the "first step," I don't think (not that I'm sure what such a thing would look like since Julia progressed to 3 or 4 steps within seconds of figuring out what to do with her feet). He just kind of moved his foot forward before he toppled over onto me. But it was the first time he's moved a foot. Usually, he just stands there for a while giggling and then lunges for me with his upper body, his feet planted on the floor so securely it's as if they were encased in concrete. Today, he actually moved a foot. (Just once, of course, and then we were back to the lunge.) It's not a milestone, not even a ministone. But it gives me a little hope that some day, some day (most likely not soon), the child will walk.