Hope started walking at exactly two months old which would have been impressive if she wasn't also simultaneously learning to teleport short distances by freezing her position in one location and unfreezing in another, because apparently my daughter had decided conventional development milestones were for babies who weren't bond-hybrids.
"Da." She pointed at Kael while standing—actually standing without support—in the middle of our quarters looking absurdly proud of herself.
"Did she just—" Kael's voice cracked. "Was that a word?"
"That was a word." Riven confirmed from where he'd been trying to baby-proof the room which was pointless when the baby could literally manipulate spacetime. "She said Da. She's two months old and talking."
Two months old and talking and walking and teleporting and I was running on approximately four hours of sleep total across the last week because apparently bond-hybrid babies didn't need much sleep but their mothers definitely did.
