Crawling . . . Sort of.

I'm not sure if "crawling" is really the best word. It's more of a body drag. She stretches her arms out in front of her and then drags her little belly across the floor, while kicking her legs to give herself some forward motion. I think it's technically called an "army crawl" and she is most motivated to do it when she is after one of her favorite toys: my cell phone, the laptop cord, or the remote control. Or her favorite food: paper. Ok - so this picture isn't really representative of the action . . but it was just so darn cute.