Showing her how it's done.

So, Josephine won't walk.  She'll take a few steps here and there now.  And she can climb chairs, benches, stairs, etc.  And she just this moment took some steps off into the middle of the room (as in, with no other cruising-destination). 

Oh, wait fifteen minute break, and this second, I just walked into the bathroom and found Jo standing on Eleanor's stool at the sink.  That's not dangerous. 

But, anyway, a few minutes ago, I told Josephine, who I am convinced won't transition to walking because she wants to be held every second, "Ok, you need to just walk.  Look, watch Eleanor.  Eleanor, show Jo Butter how you walk." 

"OK!" Eleanor took off walking.  With purpose.  With style.  Right into the kitchen table.  With her face.