In the wee hours of the morning, little man woke up and I lay there watching him to see if he'll fall back asleep on his own. As I watched him roll around on the mattress pad, flipping and turning himself around, he caught me watching. A heartbeat later he flipped onto his stomach and started wiggling in effort to move towards me. I reached my hand out to him and he tried to reach out also, but was still too far. He started wiggling more and scooting, and I think if his path hadn't been hampered by a pillow wall, he'd have scooted his way to me. I was all smiles, but now that I think about it I'm slightly terrified. I mean, he's starting to figure out the army crawl. How much longer 'til he figures out how to actually crawl?!
Baby boy, I'm not ready for you to be crawling around yet... eek!
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