They're all over the house, morning, noon, and night.
But with each passing day, they become steadier and stronger. They flatten just a bit and can nearly support you on their own. It's just a matter of time.
And this week, you are obsessed with crawling quickly towards the stove while saying, "ah, ah, ah" (hot, hot, hot) and when I pick you up to move you, you make the sign for "hot". I don't have a picture because I'm too busy scooping you up.
Obsessed. Both of us.