We have a crawler.
At 7.5 months Olivia figured it out.
Now anything and everything is fair game to rip, chew, bang, get stuck under, and fall off of.
It has begun.
My days of being able to leave this little lady in one place are officially over and I know that with her new found mobility she inevitably will work off most of that baby chub hanging around her mid section. Sad...I love that chub.
And poor, poor Bella is quickly finding out that nothing is safe around her baby sister. Hmm maybe this will motivate her to pick up her toys!!
Way to go baby girl...even if it was a bowl of popcorn left sitting in front of you that got you up on your hands and knees, awkwardly inching your way toward it.
It's okay...Bella's popcorn was tempting me too!
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