Norah really started getting the hang of it while we were in Utah, and especially on the houseboat at Lake Powell, of all the unlikely places. She still mostly crawls, but it's fun to see her remember when she knows how to walk. All of a sudden she'll stand herself up and (still unsteadily) walk on over. She looks so proud of herself, with a big cheesy grin. I usually give her lots of praise to encourage the walking, and then she'll get a little overexcited and usually end up falling down. Still a work in progress, but this girl finally walks!