Then he would flick his milk out at the person who was giving it to him - often in the eye. I think his record was about 2 metres.
Last night he gave us a new one. While lying on his mum or dad's chest he inched, slowly but surely, up to our shoulders. Suddenly we're losing control of him. He's gaining his independence fast.
His Grandma thinks he's going to be an Olympian. We just wish he would show us new tricks during the day and not in the middle of the night.
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