There is no more commando crawling happening in this house. No more belly scootching, no more swiffering my floors with his onesies. There is only crawling. Full out, no holds barred crawling.
Every once and a while, there is a pull-yourself-up-to-standing thrown in for good measure.
Slow down kid, you're growing up too fast.
1 comment:
Oh, yeah. The terror has set in. I remember when mine started walking. The cats were ready to bolt!
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