standing tall and free
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Tokyo, 2008.10.14
Ken stood up by himself today, with no hand on anything else. Mari watched, surprised, as he simply stood there. She reports that he was not rocking or wobbling, just calmly standing like it was no big deal.
At the same time, I picked up some photos today. One of the rolls of film had some picks from a month ago -- it's surprising to see how much taller he is since then. In the pics from a month ago, he can barely see over the walls of the pen we keep him in. Now he's head and shoulders above it.