I had been taking 2 to 3 steps on my own, but I usually fell after the third step. While we were riding the Bahia Belle in San Diego, I surprised Mommy and took seven steps. She had enough time to get out the camera and turn it on. I fell at the end, but I didn't even cry. Daddy did not believe Mommy because he was still on the top deck when it happened. Mommy called him downstairs so I could show him myself. I feel like such a big girl now. Now it is time for many more bumps and bruises.
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