Spencer had the backwards crawl mastered. Every time I turned around he was under a bed or halfway under the couch. Anytime he was crying it was usually because he got stuck somewhere, and much farther away from his destination.
One morning, I wanted to doze for 20 more minutes, so I put him on the floor with some toys, I opened my eyes to this cuteness mostly under my bed.
This week, literally the last two days, he finally got his toes in on the action and is moving forward. It's so fun to watch babies figure out how to use these bodies they are given. He now can eye something from across the room, paper, ALWAYS PAPER, and make his way to it. It takes a few minutes, but he's getting it.
And this kid is a pro in the high chair these days too, finger foods and spooned baby slop. He sits there with his mouth open waiting for more to be shoveled in faster. He grabs the spoon to put it in his mouth if I'm not fast enough. I love this baby of mine. Have I mentioned lately how much I LOVE babies?!?!


















