So, Preston has been showing signs of crawling for a week or so but never went more than two feet. On Wednesday morning I got him out of his crib and put him on the floor. I walked across the room to get something and when I turned back Preston was half way across the room crawling to me. I walked to the other side of the room and he followed. For the rest of the morning he just followed me. I guess he finally just figured it out in his sleep. He was so pleased with himself. He babbled and babbled. When he would have usually cried (when I left the room) he just got on his knees started talking and came on the hunt. He does get a little frustrated with the hard floors. His knees slip when he is wearing pants. He'll figure it out eventually.
All Preston really wants to do is walk. Whenever he is near us he grabs for our hands and just expects us to walk him around. We finally broke down and got out his walker. We were sceptical that he was ready for it but he has taken to it instantly. Thanks goodness. I don't think my back to take much more bending over.
It seems like this is a week of firsts. Preston figured out clapping this morning. He is just thrilled with himself. When we least expect it he gets a huge grin on his face and starts clapping. He is darling.
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