okay, so i may have mentioned that trogdor is a little bit ahead of the curve on physical ability. at 3-1/2 months old, he can grab stuff, wave it around, get it in his mouth, sit upright in a supersaucer and twist and twirl and spin all the toys on it, and roll all over the place to faceplant on top of stuff he wants.
so. every baby, no matter how young, makes attempts at crawling when placed on his belly. they’ll lift their heads, wave their arms, and make frog-kick motions with their legs. if you put a hand behind their feet, they’ll push off and look either bewildered or delighted (or pissed, if they faceplant.) but no matter how hard they try, they just don’t actually pull off forward progress by themselves until around 6-8 months old.
okay. i’ve never seen a three-month-old actually get his feet under him and GO like trogdor just managed today. there was a wild yawp of anger as his first attempt just rolled him to the side instead of pushing him forward, but a couple of minutes after i stopped filming, he managed to start inching forward and was quite pleased with himself.
fuck. just when i thought i had this household under control again.
and here he is being a NORMAL cute baby, laying on his back, getting tickled and laughing (and then puking… i always managed to whip out the camera at just the wrong time.)
