Hayden pulled himself up to his feet all by himself today. I didn't help, even a little. I was over on the couch and I glanced over and he had pulled himself up on the wicker basket and was standing there, grinning at me. Like he was just waiting for me to notice what he had done. It was so cute. He is wearing his "big boy" outfit today, the one that makes him look all grown up (jeans and green sweatshirt) and there he was...standing. I welled up a bit. My baby isn't a little baby anymore. So fast...