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pic of the day: day 22
my baby is a mobile toy-seeking device.

i knew it was coming.

i've been watching john learn to crawl for weeks now.

but i think i can officially say: the era of the stationary baby is OVER. kaput. no longer. it is an ex-era. (kudos to you if you got my lame monty python reference.)

he has a funny little crawl, where he tucks one leg under him and sorta drags it along with him. but he moves surprisingly fast, and is quite agile. he has figured out how to pull over his toy basket and take out whatever he likes. (and worth noting: last night he put a toy BACK in the basket when he was done. is it possible he might be a better housekeeper than mama? only time will tell.)

we had a wake up at 3:30 this morning. and i found him sitting upright in bed again, this time in the middle of the bed. apparently he can sit up without the assistance of the crib rails now!

so. on mom's to-do list:
1) replace any missing outlet covers
2) hide any visible electric cords (he loves them)
3) get childproof brackets for the cabinets
4) hit the gym hardcore so she stands a chance at keeping up!
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