Ok, that is a bit of an exaggeration, but she did take her first solo, unassisted (yes, I realize that I’m being redundant) steps yesterday. Of course food was involved, as it is for most things with MJ.
She was standing dancing at a dining room chair (She loves to stand up next to furniture and bounce her bottom around. I call it dancing, it’s more like bopping or half hopping) when I walked into the room with a snack bottle. I sat on the floor about 2 1/2 feet from her and she yelled her displeasure at me, “Excuse me, Mamma, but isn’t that baba for me? Then bring it here, you silly woman.” Well, I took too long complying with her wishes so she let go of the chair and put one foot (mostly) in front of the other and three steps later she crashed to her bottom and yelled at me again, “Hello! Didn’t you see my effort. Come on Mamma! Gimme that darned bottle!” After much cheering, in which she was not too interested, I handed her the bottle and she sat down to contemplate her new skill.
I’m sure she was contemplating her short bout with walking because with bottle still in mouth she stood up and attempted to walk towards CableDad as he came in through the door. I was just about to tell him that she had taken her first steps when she decided that I should not steal her thunder. No, she was going to show Daddy on her own. Five steps and much applause later she snuggled up to her daddy with baba in mouth, apparently satisfied with her day’s efforts.