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Now that Troy is walking, I have been pushing the boundaries of what he can do on his feet. So lately, if he’s sitting in the office with my wife, then I’ll run in there, stop just long enough to get his attention, and then take off running across the house at top speed. It’s only a matter of seconds before he’s on his feet and giving chase; maybe not as fast and definitely more wobbly, but in pursuit nonetheless! If I stop and head back toward him; then he’ll let out a squeal, awkwardly turn around, and start waddling in the opposite direction as fast as he can. Apparently, the office is home base, because if he can outrun me into there, then he thinks he’s safe.

Back and forth we’ll go with the hopes that eventually I’ll wear him out. Although, usually I’m the one that waves the white flag of surrender first. But to be fair, I’m going much faster and harder, and I travel much more distance during the game as well.