...and pushing things that get in his way, that he's hesitant to let go. He can actually run with a walker, but he's only taken one step unsupported.
I'm not complaining at all. I know he'll get there. And it's fun to watch him navigate the plethora of toys in his way. Edited to add: If you're wondering about the kids' eclectic outfits (including my wool socks Dawit is wearing), we're about to go hiking in cold weather.
And when he gets tired, he rests.
