My Triumphant Victory

Alright, mom's got her gaurd down. Now's my chance...

Gotta get these knees moving. Almost within my reach...
...and the final lunge

Victory! Now where's Grandma's speed dial?

As you can see, I have mastered the art of crawling. It did take me a bit longer than some of my friends, but I've been working on more important things like standing, walking around furniture and of course, enunciating all of my new words. Crawling just wasn't high on my priority list, and I don't plan on needing it for too long. I'll be a walker in a matter of weeks! Poor mom and dad tried so hard to encourage the crawling (I did it for Grandma Eckley a few times but refused to show my parents). They even offered me bits of molasses cookie to entice me, but alas, it was a girl's "best friend" (a.k.a. the telephone) that finally convinced me that I needed to get a move on. Thank goodness for speaker phone!