I don't know what it is about traveling, but every time we return home from a trip something clicks for Barron. The night we got home from skiing, Barron began crawling on all fours. Monday we return home from our trip to Mississippi and Barron began walking without any help.
I left him in the den playing with his toys while Bryan cooked and I did some things on the computer. The next thing I know I glance over and here comes Barron towards me with the biggest grin on his face. I was shocked to say the least.
I guess he is still imagining that he is holding onto us because he leaves his hands up in the air.