Looking like a cross between a T rex and the Tin Man, his sure-footed progress is adorable while also being nerve shredding
I’m in the park with my son when I recall a story often told about the confidence of children. A girl is sketching when a teacher asks what she’s drawing. ‘God,’ she says, nonchalantly. ‘But Alice,’ her teacher replies, ‘nobody knows what God looks like.’ Alice looks at her sharply and replies: ‘They will in a minute.’
My son can’t draw particularly well, but I’m reminded of this story because he is now walking with the sure-footed brio of, well, someone who doesn’t fall over every 25 seconds. He took his first steps towards the end of last year, but these took a long time to develop into the strange, rod-legged gait he now has. He walks, let’s not mince words here, like a maniac. He totters from foot to foot with his hands up by his chest, legs moving outward like inflexible drainpipes. He looks like a cross between a T rex and the Tin Man from The Wizard of Oz, or a meerkat wearing two full-length leg casts. It is, I’ll grant you, an entirely hilarious way to get around, but not what you might call stable.
Continue reading...from Lifestyle | The Guardian https://ift.tt/2TB1J2g