standing here, standing there, standing everywhere

Zach has discovered how to pull himself up to standing and does it every chance he gets. He is so proud of his little self. He even has the crash and burn bruises to prove it. Gone are the days of putting him in his crib and watching him roll over and go to sleep. Now he stand and looks around and laughs and rattles the cage. We even had to lower the mattress to the lowest level. Gone are the days of having him sit quietly on my lap at church. Now he must stand at the back of the bench, charm those in the next bench with his grins, and gaze about at all of the people behind us. Gone are the days of sitting on the couch reading a book while he plays quietly on the floor. Now I must be right there to catch him when he falls from his latest climbing adventure to ward off possible head injuries.