Dun, Dun, Duuuuuun...

It all started Tuesday night while we were in the kitchen cleaning up from Trevor's dinner. I look over to see him pulling himself up to a standing position on one of the kitchen chairs. He then proceeded to push the chair around the kitchen while walking next to it. I was so surprised to see him up, walking around like that. When Brian got home later, I had Trevor try and walk for him using his Lightning McQueen car. Here are the pictures of the Mighty Mr. T motoring around in the living room with Stella. I can't help but feel that Brian and I are in trouble that starts with a capital T, for Trevor.