Momma saw me take two steps unassisted before we left for Florida (well, it was really one step, and then a step-fall-catch your self on the walk behind toy).  On Monday Momma and Daddy watched me like a hawk because I kept letting go of the furniture to stand turned away, like I might walk.  All last night Daddy held the camera and his patience was eventually rewarded.  Here on film are my first real steps!