crawling!

It's official. As of yesterday, I am crawling (forward). And I mean booking it. All Mom has to do is set her magic water cup across the room, and I'll zip over to it as fast as I can. I'll crawl right over my brother if necessary. Speaking of Zak, he wants me to tell you that he's waiting for just the right moment to graduate from creeping to crawling. It won't be long, that's for sure. He's not too keen on me winning all of our races.