Little nugget is ALMOST crawling. He's so stinkin' close. He's got the whole bum up in the air, rocking vigorously back and forth thing going on and occasionally lurches himself forward juuuuust enough to incite a burst of praise from his overly excited mama that startles him into freezing and staring at me with wide eyes. "Everything ok, mom? Sheesh, I'm workin' here."
He's starting to actually understand peekaboo! Any time there's an available blanket he likes to bury himself beneath it, then grins like a crazy man when we call out "Wheeeere's Graham??" before the big reveal.
And those cheeks!! Somehow they keep getting more squeezeable.
Our budding class clown.