Parents, you better lock up your daughters because I can crawl now. That's right. After several weeks of rocking back and forth on all fours, I finally put all the motions together to move forward in a linear motion using only my hands and knees. It was very exciting. Mom and dad saw it first, but grandma and grandpa Georgia saw it shortly after.
Here's a before and after look at my progress. I began with the army crawl, where I would use mostly my elbows, stomach and legs to move underneath an imaginary barbwire fence above me. I'm sure you can follow the visual.
The first time I actually crawled was to get something on my play mat, and then I sat up by myself too. That would have been award winning footage, but instead I just got mom and dad looking at each other and screaming, "HE DID IT!" in very high pitched voices. I was like, "What? What happened? Did I poo again?"
Right after that they set me up for it.
I know it's not far, but I went much further that night at grandparents Michigan's house. I went all the way under the table. Wow. You know what's strange, though. I haven't seen that guitar since.
Here's some bonus footage of me "playing catch" with dad.
Monday, March 16, 2009
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i have those same pj bottoms, molly! :) hehe! (if they are from Gap, circa 1995)
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