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Max is Crawling!

Max has been on the verge of crawling for a month or so. He's gotten as far as a few crawl-steps before falling back on his stomach and reverting to his sliding motion to propel himself. I've repeatedly explained to him how much more efficient it would be to stay on his hands and knees, but he's stuck with his one-armed army crawl for his everyday mobility needs.

Another fun thing that Max loves to do is to knock things down. He got a fun set of foam blocks from Santa and he loves to knock down the towers that Daddy (or other big people) build for him. If he sees any stacked structure from across the room, he understands his important responsibility to the family and makes a bee line to knock down the unmolested tower.

This morning I was cleaning a bit of the basement as Max napped and came across some old scientific posters that I didn't need any more. I thew the posters out, but thought that the cardboard tube that contained the posters would be a fun toy for the baby. Max did enjoy playing with the tube (putting his arm in it, dropping balls through it, singing into it to hear his voice modulate, etc.) when I had an idea for a new game. Max enjoyed it so much that I decided to take a video:


After delightfully knocking over the soccer ball at the top of the cardboard tube, Max crawls to retrieve the soccer ball. Yes, he crawled for the first time (that I've seen him, anyway) and I happened to catch it on video! I counted twelve full crawl steps and maybe a thirteenth at the end before he gets the coveted soccer ball.
It won't be too much time before he's walking and then not much longer after that when he'll be shaving and then he'll be so close to getting his Ph.D. Time sure flies!

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  1. Cherie2:31 PM

    YES HE WILL BE DRIVING VERY SOON! BLINK YOUR EYES HE WILL BE RUNNING OUT THE DOOR!!!!!!!!!!

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