Commando

Eleanor can crawl. 

Yes, it’s a commando crawl.  Doesn’t matter – it’s enough that she is currently emptying toy bins onto the floor.  Enough that we have to start closing the baby gates.  She’s been doing it for about a week, deliberately.  Drake is jealous.  He watches her, fusses, and pulls his arms and legs off the floor to kick and belly-wobble.  I think it’s harder for the big kids like Drake and Carina.

This presages the next phase of twindom.  The one where you have to corral them or go nuts chasing them in different directions.  I watched our friend Liz with her twins a bit after this age trying to keep them off our fireplace, and it looked exhausting.  Oh boy!