Lowell is officially on the move. Fastest little crawler this side of the Rio Grande. Up on all fours, moving with a mission. He reminds me a happy bulldog puppy.
I worry sometimes about the hardwood floors being too hard for babies to crawl on. Then I feel the substantial fat pads on his knees and determine he’ll be just fine.
Those pants are by American Apparel. They’re called Karate Pants. They’re one of my favorite baby must-haves. I bought some when Kendall was a baby 5 years ago, and they’ve been passed down to each sibling, boy and girl.
I especially like that they are nice and roomy in the butt for cloth diapers.
And that onesie is part of a 4 pack from Carters. Can’t beat simple stripes, right? I love easy kids clothes.
Oh, and then there’s this pulling up business, which started, like, this morning. Found him in his crib like this, so we dropped that bad boy (the crib) before nap time. Now I guess I need to childproof the fireplace. And by that I mean I need to throw a couple quilts over it.
Oh, infancy. Why do I have a feeling you’re about to run off and leave toddlerhood in your place so soon?