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Game changer

Graham crawled for the first time tonight. He has taken a few forward motions here and there, one knee in front of the other, but for no more than three crawls at a time.

Tonight, he went the distance. All he needed was a worthwhile prize at the finish line: His daddy. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly these milestones happen. All day today he was trying to crawl, would give up and then resort to the army crawl. Then all of the sudden, it just clicks and he's crawling. I was fortunate to get his first crawl on video, which I'm quite excited about.

You will notice in the video that he could have kept going if he didn't get distracted by the large piece of mulch on the floor. He loves to find random objects that don't belong on the carpet. It's a really fun game we play. I vacuum, Grady drags the mulch in on his paws, Graham finds it and tries to eat it. Repeat.

We are very proud parents at this moment. Proud and nervous. We fully recognize this is a game changer. When I look at our floor, all I see are extension cords (one of which he has already had in his mouth), surge protectors, sharp dog bones, etc. Needless to say, we have some work to do in the baby-proofing department.

But the outlets are covered. So there's that.


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