Crawling!!!

Since I've become mobile, I've been doing the army crawl - bum down, head down, pulling myself along the treacherous, grueling terrain of the living room or my bedroom - to avoid being wounded by snipers. Well, today I realized that there ARE no snipers, so I proudly put my head up, got on my hands and knees, and crawled! Right over to Daddy's bag, which I promptly tried to go through. And once that was taken away, I crawled again! Over to the DVDs, which I promptly tried to pull down. And once Mommy pulled me across the floor away from those, I crawled again! Up onto her, where I was able to stay. I like this crawling thing!