So it begins

Over the last couple of days, Peter has mastered the army crawl. When he sees something worthy of investigation, he beelines right to it (and fast).

Jack thinks his army crawling is hilarious, and he shouts "Peter's crawling! Peter's crawling!" but I think Thomas is a little more of a realist. His response is more like "No, Peter, no! He's getting me!" (Peter loves to attack ankles now ... maybe he's envious? ;) ).

Peter has also developed an air of bemusement about everything. He's not an especially giggly baby, but many times I catch him with a look of "Hmm, that's amusing" on his face. It's mixed in with a little baby-arrogance, too, like it's everyone's job around here to amuse him. He's a funny little guy.

So, here we go! We have Jack who doesn't know the meaning of the word "walk", Thomas who runs just like Mario in Super Mario Brothers (arms out and everything!), and Peter who is on a covert op wherever he goes. Three boys on the move!