So he taught himself how to stand today...
I walked into the living room and stopped dead. It took a few seconds for my brain to comprehend what he was doing, then I screamed for Clayton to come and see. I then rushed (right passed him) to get the camera to take a picture. He's still standing strong (no wobbling) and looking at me as if to say, "what, no biggie Ma!" and then I took a pic and scooped him up. Oh boy, we have our hands full NOW!