C has figured out how to get around.
"B!!! Is he crawling?!?!" you say? No, no he is not.
C's mode of transport is a combination of rolling, scooting, and the worm. He'll mash his face into the carpet and get on his knees/feet to scoot his butt up, then wiggle forward a bit. Then he'll pull with his arms, then he'll roll a couple times, until he finds the corner of the couch and chews for a bit.
In between his rolling and worming, he lies on his belly and just relaxes on the floor for a minute (I'm sure that big head gets heavy!), then he's back up, finding his way around the living room. It's really exciting and I am a super proud momma, but it does kinda suck that if I run to the kitchen to get something to drink or switch the laundry real quick, he's in a completely different place, facing a different direction, than from where I left him.
Crawling is just around the corner!!!
Oh yeah, and he says "Mama" when he cries. Not so much when he's happy, but I like to think that he just really needs me when he's sad so he saves his special word for when he needs that extra comfort. <3
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