I knew it was going to happen eventually. I was washing off counters in the kitchen after lunch while Max was repeatedly testing the childproof latches on the cabinets. (Bless the soul that invented those and the previous owners of this house that installed them on every cabinet in the kitchen!) I glanced over to see that he was standing there not holding onto anything. Then with a great big grin, he took a step. His eyes widened, surprised at what he just did, before he fell onto his diaper-covered bum.
I scooped him up, gave him a big hug, then stood him up again. He giggled, then took two more steps into my arms.
He is ten months and two days old.
In other news today, he also learned how to open my laptop. So since I'm pretty sure I just gave birth to him yesterday, I'm fully expecting that tomorrow I'll find him toddling over to my laptop, opening it up, and updating my facebook status.