Eat My Dust… Or Anything Really.

July 1, 2015

crawling

 

I blinked, and Selah June somehow went from rocking back and forth on all fours, military crawling, and struggling to synchronize her arm and leg movements to full on crawling.  And she wants to touch everything she finds and ultimately put it in her mouth.  Flip flops might be her favorite find.  As she moves to put the flip flop in her mouth, I say “Ewww, yucky! Gross!” and take it away, but that just makes her laugh and go for it again.

Mostly we try to play on the floor in her room where there is carpet.  She doesn’t particularly like to crawl on the hard wood or the tile.  Who can blame her?  But that means that her room stays a wreck.  She has to have all the books pulled out, all the boxes tumped over, and puzzle pieces strewn everywhere.  (I see my future, and it’s very messy.)