So The Boy started crawling full speed. He is pulling his little body up on everything and hitting his big ol'head into everything. Its wonderfully terrifying. The Husband made a comment the other day about having a new freedom now that the boy is crawling. He didn't feel that he had to be in constant supervision of him. Ahh, its like he got a little chuck of his life back......yay....
Is he kidding me? I feel like I can't pee without coming back into the room to find him juggling knives with his hand in the DVD player and a toe in the electrical outlet. And since everything goes into his mouth and we have two dogs, he has a constant goatee of slobber and hair. His knees are either bright red from the crawling or black from the crawling. I can't help but feel this intense need to mop every day but no intense energy to back it up.
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