Crawling

Our silly computer has been fighting a virus all week. Dan worked on it, thought it was gone and then the next day it would be back. This computer has all of our pictures on it, and is therefore the "blogging" computer, so I find myself feeling behind again. Not that too many monumental things have happened, but just quite a few really small things (mostly about the kids-big surprise) that I want to remember.

Some time in the recent past, I mentioned Luke's "wheelbarrow crawl". He has now stepped it up to a full-on army type crawl, finding most of his power from his feet and legs. A few weeks ago though, he looked like this:

Head down and... GO!

And it has morphed into something more like this:

When he's really motivated, he rocks on his hands and knees, revving his engine, but still stalls to his tummy when he actually tries to go somewhere. You might wonder,



what motivates a little boy so?


What captures his attention so fully?

This.




A rare daytime appearance by none other than Sophie Kitty.


I still don't know what possessed her to throw caution to the wind and lay down in the open during waking hours.


But I do know that she better watch out because some day soon, this little guy is going to GET her.