Crawling

Yes folks, that time has come where I must spread my wings and become more independent. A few weeks ago (yes we're, as always, a little behind on our postings) I bit the bullet and began to crawl. No longer could I endure sitting in the same place while everyone else didn't. I was frustrated. I needed a change. I took the plunge. And now look at me! I can go wherever I want, whenever I want. My new fascination is with the phone and light cords. I like to pull on them. But Mommy doesn't like me to. I've heard the word "no" more times in the past few weeks than I've ever heard in my life. I thought that with this crawling thing there would be more freedom. Apparently not as much as I had envisioned. But, still, life is good. Crawling is good.