Troy has just barely started to crawl. For the past month or so, he has been doing this thing where he'll get on his hands and knees, and then rock back and forth before collapsing to his belly. On Sunday, he finally crawled a little bit across the carpet to get to one of his toys.
Actually, that was the second time he crawled. The first time, he was really hungry, so, being the kind and loving parents that we are, we taunted him by putting his bottle about 3 feet in front of him. He moved like the wind. It was a 1/4-Japanese blur of fleece and drool. Carl Lewis, eat your heart out.