I am 8 months old now. And I can FINALLY crawl!!! Now that I can I have found mommy's birdcage, the lamp, the floor electrical sockets (my favorite) and anything that looks fun to tear apart. At least for the time being, I'm afraid of crawling on the tile so mommy can confine me for a bit longer. I am also trying to pull myself up on whatever I can find - the couch, coffee table, toys, but for now I still need help. I've gotten quite a few bumps and scratches from falling over, but I'm no worse for wear. I keep growing so fast that Mom has had to go buy me new clothes every few weeks. Hopefully, for her sake, I'll slow down for a bit.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Thanks to my Mimi for my new carseat
(I grew out of my old one a little too fast)
I'm a little piggy - oink oink oink.

Trying to escape...

Watch me Crawl :o)