I’m still trying to convince TJ to investigate regular-style crawling. . . with little success (it’s meant to be great for coordination, or I wouldn’t care – he’s happy, and it doesn’t change how much I have to carry him), but technically this is more exciting, since the day TJ can walk to the car and climb in himself is a glorious day for my back.
Also, fun for all (incidentally, that’s my babysitter in the “slacker” T-shirt – make of that what you will).