Atticus is pretty much a full-fledged walker now. He still stumbles from time to time, but the intervals between stumbles are quite long now. He walked all over the children's play area at the park this evening, as well as all over our backyard. He goes outside for playtime with the other walking one-year-olds at daycare. He walks well barefooted, in socks, in shoes; on tile, on carpet, on rocks, on grass, on mulch, on concrete, you name it. He's already moving at quite a pace too. Interestingly, now that he's a walking fool, he's lost interest in the bath. I think it's partly that the bath is less fun when you have a whole new world to discover, and partly that he's wearing himself out so much exploring the world as a walker that by the time we get him into the bath, he has nothing left.

He's been mimicking me lately when I shush him to sleep, which cracks me up and totally ruins the calming effect I was trying to create.

He's now signing "cracker." All of his signs are food-related. hmm