I wasn't going to post this, as it's not actually that interesting... but it does mark the moment when George *almost* ditched his training wheels. He was playing by the coffee table and decided that he wanted a book sitting on the ottoman. He turned around and you could see the thought floating through his head. He was clearly considering letting go of the coffee table so that he could wobble to the ottoman... but it was not to be. Despite supporting calls from his parents to walk a few steps. he dropped to his knees and crawled over. But damn, it was close.
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