Henry is almost-so-close-just-about-ready to walk.

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He has this little blue push cart that he loads his toys in and pushes them back and forth around the house.

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Sometimes he wobbles like he might fall over and my breath catches in my throat, but he keeps moving.

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I’m so ready for him to start moving, he is going to be so happy to break free of the cart. Until then, he’ll keep pushing along.