Frankenbaby on the move!

So, since the last time I wrote, Brooke has started walking, we went to Disney World, the holidays have passed, and Brooke turned one.  It has been a busy month.  Brooke was so determined to walk and practiced like it was her job until she could waddle forward with her arms up like a tight-rope walker.  My little personal Frankenstein's monster.  In this way, she learned to walk forward, sideways, backward, and turn.  When she fell, she crawled to something and pulled her little self right up again until she became strong enough to stand up in the middle of the room.  She is such a better walker now that in just a few weeks, her feet have come in closer together, her arms are no longer in Frankenbaby position, and she has gotten pretty fast.  She stills falls a good amount, boom, right back onto her little bum.  And still, she hops right back up as if nothing has happened.  I really think I should take a lesson from that determination, that stick-to-it-iveness.  She doesn't get frustrated and throw a temper tantrum as she falls down for the hundredth time that day.  She just shakes it off and tries again.  In that way, I must learn to be a little more like my determined and good natured little baby.