I was in the kitchen and I heard Emerson in the living room squawking for me and I went to pick him up and he was a good 3 feet away from where I thought I had left him. First I thought I was really out of it, a little sleep deprived and I just couldn't remember where I'd put him. And then I wondered if he scooted himself over. Of course not, I thought, he's just my little baby.
But then today, he confirmed his mobile ambitions.
He scoots and squirms himself ....backwards. Usually away from the toy he is trying to get hence the squawking.
And tonight Elliott decided to feed his little brother some green beans. He did a great job!
(with only minimal gagging)
