On the move.

Last night, after more than a month of effectively utilizing the army crawl, our little friend decided to crawl. We had a vigorous training day together in an effort to establish "the crawl," and I guess all my time around physical therapists paid off- because the Sive did it!  Granted he was crying, tired, and naked and trying very hard to get from his room to his mama in the bathroom- but nonetheless, he did it!  At first he was sad and determined and then he was excited and extremely proud.  I think the pictures speak for themselves, wouldn't you say?