stepping

Yesterday morning-Nicholas examining himself in the oven reflection

Just five minutes ago Nicholas walked from the couch all the way to where I was standing in the kitchen.

I guess that means my baby is now a toddler.

He's gotten more and more brave with his steps. I love it. He'll be sitting in the middle of the room and decides that he wants to walk. So he spends a few minutes grunting and maneuvering this way and that until he's standing with his legs spread wide. Then he sticks out his belly and steps off,
sometimes he only gets one or two steps before he wobbles backwards.
But more and more often he manages to get all the way across the room before his excitement gets the better of him and he falls over.

And the whole time he's walking he's got this grin...the "hey look how cool I am!" grin.

How is it possible that every stage with my little boy is more fun than the last one?