It seems like yesterday that Marcus was born, and now, he's started to stand. He already doesn't want our help, and pushes my hand away when I try to help keep him from falling on his butt. He holds on to us, pulls himself up, and then lets go slowly with one hand, then tries to let go with the other hand to do it himself. He's so proud and delighted with his accomplishments and so am I. On the other hand, it makes me a little sad how quickly time goes by and how quickly my little boy is growing up. Soon he won't let me give him huge hugs and kisses (even though I'll probably still do it anyway)...
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