Well, it only took a week, but Bry is finally on the move. Kind of. He does a funky army crawl, sprawled out on his belly, wriggling forward slowly, but with much, much effort. I give the kid a lot of credit - every inch is hard won. He still doesn't get the idea of using his hands and knees, though. Instead, he pushes up on his hands and feet, making funny grunting baby noises and not really going anywhere. The deciding motivator to get him going was a stack of cups.
What he lacks in technique he makes up for in style. Bry did about a 720-degree turn on his belly at his Aunt Dana and Uncle Ryan's house by kicking just one leg and spinning around and around. He's going to be really good at Twister some day. I can just tell these things.
Oh cups, you will elude me no more!
Oh cups, you will elude me no more!
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Yay, the first crawl! Sam's first crawl (in the forward direction) was motivated by a strand of shiny Christmas bead garland.
Congrats! (and oh boy are you in trouble now that he can move!)
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