It happened like this.
David was being the primary post-meal entertainment at a dinner party hosted by Fr. Joseph's family. We had moved to the floor-show portion of the evening wherein David demonstrates how well he can sit and chase his pacifier around just within arm's reach. The focus of conversation was speculating when and if he might crawl. Some thought soon. I said he may go directly to walking; we pointed out that he gets too little floor time with four adults in the house, and a bouncy, and a saucer, and a chair to fall from. We noted that he has never successfully gone from the sitting to crawling position.
At that point, he didn't actually look at us and say "oh yeah, watch this." He simply turned to his left, put his weight on his hands and tucked his knees under him.
He was in the crawling position.
We cheered and clapped. We were so elated that we didn't bother to react when he then tilted, swayed, and fell forward onto his face.
More wailing.
We may need the baby gates and outlet covers soon.
Stay tuned, crawling is coming.
Saturday, October 09, 2004
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