Stair Master
Greetings to everyone.
Crawling mastered, and all known crawler-level dangers mitigated, Xavier pulls his newest feat. I wish I had camera in hand sooner. As it was, I came upon this quite by happenstance. Xavier was grunting as he does when hunger starts in him, only he had more frustration in his sounds. I came out of the office to find him working hard to get his left knee onto the stair.
He had some trouble getting back to the floor, but to the floor he got, gracefully, under his own guidance (though Dad was right there to assist if necessary), and without falling. He popped back up on his knees, then, using the stair to steady himself, he was back on his feet, then back up on the stair.
He wanted to climb the next stair into the bedroom, but the wooden threshold gave him pause (I had opened the door by that time). The two wooden steps in the next room over also give him pause, but I bet this time next week none of them will daunt him any longer!
Well, if this doesn't raise the bar for Xavier's parents, I don't know what does. We have to conceive an entire new containment strategy. Not only that, but we have two large stairs we have to manage. No longer do we have a room we can let him frolic in with only partial supervision.