Ryan has been crawling for some time now, but it has really developed and he has gone pro. I can't figure out if its a blessing or a curse. He is definitely more independent and doesn't cry and whine for me to pick him up. But he is into everything. He is putting his finders into sockets, knocking stuff over, banging things together, throwing stuff onto the floor, and the worst part; he can get away from me and destroy things in other rooms. I have to constantly watch him. This is my punishment. You know the one that your parents tell you about?"This is what you get for being a brat when you were little!", I'm right smack-dab in the middle of it. It's so great that he can get around all by himself, but at the same time I wish he was still the little baby that just wiggled around on his play mat. I laugh everyday about the fact that he can crawl, he can pull himself up, he can cruise around holding onto furniture, but he still doesn't have any teeth! Don't worry kid...me and dad are looking forward to the day that we can add "He can bite!!" to the list!
For the sake of filming this little video, I let him destroy stuff...but usually I dont let him get away with it.
