It took about 10 minutes of undivided attention to make it happen. (Weekends with Daddy at home to help divide and conquer make small miracles like that possible.)
I wasn't there to see it, but Justin reports that it took just that short amount of time to motivate, instruct, and witness 13-month-old Jacob's first steps. It's amazing what kids can learn when you spend a little one-on-one time with them.
I've been trying to teach the kid to walk for a good two months now, but by all accounts, my instruction has been limited to leaning him against a piece of furniture and hoping he'll follow me on two feet as I run off to see what kind of trouble his older siblings are getting into.
By the end of the day, his new found confidence in traveling upright had him launching himself off of anything he could pull up on and teetering toward us with arms outstretched and a huge proud grin on his cute little face. Once he was within arms reach, he'd lunge toward us, propelled by momentum and excitement, and collapse into a big giggling heap in our arms while the whole family stood around and applauded his new skill.
I can see that being the third child isn't easy. But at least it comes with the perk of having your own personal cheering section every time you do something awesome.
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