Inch worm, Inch worm, How do you go?

...One inch, Two inch, Three inch Fo'

Anyone else remember that song?

Anyhow, the point is, Zoë started standing on her hands and knees a while back. Recently, she started standing on her hands and feet, which normally ended up in a human triangle that got top heavy rather fast, so she'd just topple over. Then she started getting on her hands and knees and rocking forward and back; you know, like kids do before they start to crawl.

And YESTERDAY ! ! !

No, she didn’t start crawling. She started inch worming. She gets up on her hands and knees. Then she pushes with her legs and just kinda lets her body fall forward. Then she gets back up and does it again. It looks something like this.



So, being the cruel parents we are, we took the toy she had just worked so hard to get to and put it across the room; to see how far she’d go.

“Forget that!!!”

Well, she can’t talk, but that’s what she thought. “I like the rattle and all, but 10 feet away. I have a ball just two feet away. I’m getting that.”

Again, we’re cruel. So, we take the ball away and put the rattle 2 feet away. She inches about a foot and a half, then we move it two feet away.

She made it about four feet, before she found something on the floor (that naturally, we had no idea was there) and tried to eat it.

Isn’t that the way it goes. Bonny may have to spend the day vacuuming.

-Justin

P.S. As soon as I legally can, I’ll post a movie of this.