Walking. I'm always happy to wait a bit for this milestone. Walking kicks baby rearing up a level. Being on hind legs opens up the world in all new highly destructive ways. Ahhh...the wonderment. So when my beasties don't walk at a year, I'm pretty okay about it. However there comes a time when walking just needs to happen. Who wants baby crawling on a nasty store floor or outside in the dirt? Gross. Plus they get so whiny right before they take off. Thus when R stood up on her own and started walking yesterday we were all pretty over joyed.