Crawling baby.

So, I've been meaning to sit down all day and blog all about our wonderful family vacay to the Windy City this weekend. But I haven't. And now I'm just too darn tired. I'm 100% drained. So that will have to wait until tomorrow. Your consolation prize is this. It's our favorite Big Lady...crawling.

Oh yeah, this just in: Brooke crawled in Chicago!

Not much, not like across-the-room or anything. We're talking a couple "crawls". (What's the appropriate word here? Certainly not "steps". And she's not "scooting" because, to me, that involves movement on the belly - that's something else she has now mastered. By a "crawl", I mean picks up a hand and moves it, then a knee, then a hand, then a knee, etc. all the while with her belly off the ground. Understand? Great. We'll stick with "crawls".) She's trying so hard to make it further, so we keep practicing.

This was post-meltdown today. A Mommy-left-the-room-for-0.8-seconds meltdown. There's a new angry cry associated with these that is super fun. Like Mommy-needs-a-beer-with-dinner fun. But that's a video for another day. For now, enjoy this little gem :)