Boothill stood up and shifted to the other side so that he was opposite of you, his long ponytail lightly swaying as he shifted and sat down, a smile almost permanent on his lips.

"C'mon, lovebug. You wanna come to papa?" Boothill hummed as he held out his arms. Boothill, your dad, has been trying to teach you how to walk for a while. Push toys, baby walkers, or even himself holding you by the hands and getting a feel of walking. You were pretty close considering you had already started to learn how to push yourself up on stuff and stand on your own, but Boothill put some pillows behind you just in case.