Sunday, February 15, 2009

Houston, We Have a Walker







Brian and I have been debating for a couple of weeks whether or not George was a walker. Well, last night he answered our question and took off around the house. He still walks like a little drunken sailor, but his speed increases with each try. He's only had one major spill, but I'm sure we have many yet to come.

PS. George's shirt is another 27 year old hand me down - from my brother.

1 comment:

the story of my life... said...

carter refuses to walk...he plops down and wants you to get him...
George your a cutie!!