Watch your bookshelves, picture frames, and tip-able treasures everyone, Abby is mobile. She learned to crawl forward today. About 12 minutes ago to be exact. She had been doing a nice reverse downward dog motion for weeks but this morning was the first time she moved forward. And boy does this change our universe. No longer can I lazily plop her down on a soft blanket and run to the kitchen to prepare a sleepy breakfast for Grayson.
No longer will she be complacent with sitting in her Exersaucer, car seat, or high chair for any length of time. Hell, she probably won't even be able to sleep because moving forward and having things within your reach at all times is the baby equivalent to us waking up one day and realizing Holy Batnuts you can fly! All I know is that you too would probably find flying a lot more interesting than your crib bumper. And probably practicing those novice gliding skills from state to state is a tad more invigorating than a carousel horse on a stick. No bruise or scrape would stifle your newly acquired freedom of the skies; you'd press on with a vigor so passionate that it would be weeks before you'd remember that perhaps you should come back down to your earthly home and feed, bathe, or rock someone.
"Where to next? Baltimore Aquarium? Eiffel Tower? Galactic planets not opressed by space, gravity or time? Possibilities are endless and sleep would not be one of them. All worth it to see this face on this girl who, minutes ago, learned she can fly.
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