It was only a matter of time. Peter has started to crawl. Now what he's doing isn't technically the same thing as crawling. He starts in a sitting position, sees something he wants to grab (read: eat) lunges his upper body at that object, then kind of drags his lower body behind. It's the 7 month old's version of the Marine's crawl.
Technically speaking or not, it's really funny and super cute.
On the down side, we've had to retire Peter's beloved jumparoo. Now that he's mobile, he doesn't have much time for it. On top of that, our house is getting so cramped with stuff that it doesn't hurt to have the thing stowed.
Still, it makes us think about the lifespan of the infant activity center (IAC, for short. That's my word. I own the copyright.). I'm eulogizing this thing after only 3 or 4 months in our lives but how many childhood toys can we say we played with every single day for that period of time. Peter just packed all of his use for it into one small chunk of his days.
Is it that it's 11:00 on a Sunday night or do I sound really crazy? Ah, whatever. LONG LIVE THE JUMPAROO!
P.S. Vincent is doing much better. He's done with the nebulizer treatments and the doctor said the pnemonia is just about gone (as of last Thursday). Poor Peter on the other hand has a wicked cough but the doctor said pneumonia like Vincent's isn't super contagious, so we're hoping for the bestest. Now that he's crawling, he can conquer anything.
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