he crawls!

I was at the library yesterday when LF, on a hardwood floor downtown, crawled several feet to get Kate's iPhone. I don't know the details; M should write a post about them. But we're calling it for the afternoon of July 23, 2009.

This morning (and yesterday evening) everyone was trying to make him crawl again: placing objects just out of his reach, enticing him with spinning tops, et cetera. No repeat performance yet. It's possible he forgot what he did to locomote so effectively. Here's what he does instead: lean forward, smack his hands on the floor, start moving one hand in front of the other, drag his hindquarters forward, get frustrated, sit back up.