Gettin' Mobile

Well I can't really crawl yet officially, but I can sort of scoot around.



Daddy wanted to capture my movement on film, so he plopped me on the kitchen floor.
He set my sippy cup and a book down as "bait".



So I've scooted a bit and reached and grabbed the book.



This isn't enough for my demanding father, so he sets his coffee mug (full of lukewarm coffee) down as further bait.



I cannot resist the allure of the mug.



Hey! He took it away! He never lets me have it!



I'll just go over here. That'll show him.



Gheeeeee!