For the record, while traveling back from Idaho 3 days ago, we were sitting in a booth eating brunch in Burns, Oregon.  Elise was sitting next to me on the bench while I fed her bits of pancakes. She started getting a bit wrestless but wasn’t so interested in trying to slide off the bench under the table, so I only had half an eye on her.

Valerie suddenly exclaims, “look at Elise!” and I half expect she was about to slide off the bench, but, instead she’s standing next to me, hands on the table, with a big-ole-grin of happiness. Her first time every pulling up on to her footsies without any assistance.