It only lasted for a second, but Samson let go of the toy he was holding and stood all on his own. He looked at me with something like surprise, quickly looked around, and then re-grabbed the toy's handle (it's one of those shopping cart/walker things) for balance.
This is probably one of those tree-falling-in-the-woods scenarios, where he's actually done this a million times but nobody has witnessed it. Even so, it was pretty cool.
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Dada: Who is that very ill-mannered boy sullying your poor windows with his fingerprints? Have his parents taught him manners?
I don't know who that kid is-- but boy, I'd love to get me some of that hair.
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