He is not happy unless he is standing. But his poor chunky little legs can’t support that much baby weight for a long time. He gets so frustrated when his legs give way and falls on his bum.
Can’t you tell how proud he is to be a “stander”. I can tell he’s thinking next step crawling, walking, then “I TAKE OVER THE
GAME ROOM.” You’ve got to have goals.
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