Biped

The zillionth time a human adult has gasped when a child of theirs stood for the first time. But I am still filled with awe as holding my gaze, wide eyed with pride, Bobby gradually eases himself from a crawling position to a... to a... hold it boy, hold it there darling boy, to a wobbly, unstable, all over in a few seconds... STAND... before, bump, collapsing on to the cushion of that wet nappy I should have changed and clapping the air to our cheers.