Zombie Apocalypse

Molly is just beginning to walk, but she is not in the least bit good at it.

She usually has her hands out like a zombie and her legs are real stiff like Frankenstein's Monster.

When she does walk, the boys must show their support by walking with her mimicking her awkward style so I am usually facing a wave out kids walking toward me, arms outstretched and I either feel the need to take a picture or run before they eat my brains.