For the last four months we've been answering it the same way: "Almost."
As of Friday, the answer to that question is now a definitive "Yes!"
Cheeky has been in no rush to master this skill. She's been standing on her own for a while now, so we figured that her first steps were always a day or two away. But, much like people on escalators, why walk when other methods will get you where you want to go? In her case that was crawling (not standing slack-jawed while her muscles atrophy, like escalator people) and her thunderous four-limbed attack on our floorboards has been a constant accompaniment to our daily lives since April.
I guess she finally got tired of staring at shoe-laces and dust-bunnies, because she's been pretty insistent on holding our hands and "walking" for a week or two now. She'd bob and weave like Muhammad Ali after a fifth of vodka, but with our help she'd stay upright. But when we let go she'd revert to quadrupedal form, leaving us shaking our heads.
Then, as is probably always the case, she forgot she wasn't holding on to anyone and just started wobbling from place to place. It ain't exactly a straight line, but she gets where she needs to go.
It's fun to watch, and she applauds whenever she does it (although she applauds at nearly everything, including farts). We're looking forward to the positive impact this will have on our laundry as opposed to the negative impact it will have on our sanity.
Now, how soon can I train her to fetch Daddy a beer?