Jul 22, 2009 11:07
Last night, I put Oliver down by the couch, went to check on something, came back and found him on the other side of the living room. He's been moving around for a little while now, some rolling, some twisting, but not a full-fledged crawl. After watching him a bit more studiously last night I can officially say: the boy, he is a crawling!
The first thing I thought was: Damn, I'm going to have to be better about not leaving things on the floor.
Nothing will be safe for a very long time. Fear for our cats and Claire's dolls.
oliver