Baby don't do that!

Last week, Luke was crawling around in the front room while I was in the kitchen. A little bit later, he started fussing so I went to see what was wrong. When I rounded the corner, I saw him looking at me over the edge of the train table. He'd pulled himself up, but was feeling a little unsure about the whole "standing" thing.

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Thanks, Emmett.