Okay, truth be told, I am getting really bored of waiting on mommy and daddy every time I want to move. I decided to take matters into my own hands (and legs) and I have started shuffling around the table while standing up. Unfortunately, this means they have started moving everything away from me.
Also, while at my aunt Stacy's, on their kitchen floor I started moving around. It took my awhile to realize I was actually pushing with my legs and making myself move. They said something about crawling, but I call it doggy walking. Now I've started doing it on the carpet and noticing all the different things I can reach. I think I saw fear in my mommy's eyes, and something about 'crap, we need to baby-proof'.
Time for me to run and go catch the dog.
XO,
Sammy
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