One Small Step for Mr. Man

Last night, the night before Charlotte and Jensen turned ten months old, Brian and I were getting them ready for bed. I crawled off in the direction of their nursery with hopes that they would crawl after me. Charlotte did. Jensen, however, stood up. He smiled at me and took a cautious step. Just one. The teeniest, tiniest step you can possibly imagine. But it was a step. And it was a moment I will never, ever forget.