A Small Victory

This week, our little man of the house learned how to sit up on his own. Granted, he can't stay upright all day, but he hangs in there for a few minutes.. that is, before he catches something with his peripheral vision...and over he goes like humpty dumpty. But it is oh so cute seeing him wobble there... I was soooo excited the first time he did it, I was sitting on the floor of our office and decided to just see if he was strong enough to hold is own... sure enough he held onto those little toes of his for dear life as he planted himself there..in his own amazement as well, I'm sure...It's funny how as a parent, you rejoice over the smallest victories..."oh...he chewed his first cheerio...he slept through the night....he learned to roll over.." I guess there is no such thing as a small victory, because the big victories in life are all achieved by stepping on all the small ones to get there, right?