I am absurdly proud of him. He’s been practicing for two weeks but totally mastered it today. I go around with a look of soppy adoration plastered over my face. I am surprised when passers by do not burst into spontaneous applause.
Unlike me, Felix is matter-of-fact about his new skill.
This evening he enjoyed watching the motorbikes drive into the car-park, and he is working hard to master all the new playing potential that sitting up affords. And still toppling now and then.