Baby steps

Well I have finally taken some steps. Yes, before you ask I am behind the curve. I enjoy being a princess and being carried around. My Daddy jokes that they may have to buy me a litter to be carried on. I am not sure what that is, but I like the sounds of it. I can now stand up by myself. I get so proud when I do this that I clap for myself and then that throws me off balance and I plop on my bum. Everybody keeps saying that I will walk when I am ready, which is true, but I mostly just like the one on one attention I get from being carried around. Ah....I must go rest my princess head now.