Until the fat baby crawls...

Have you ever had that dream where you are trying desperately to get somewhere, yet you are being forced in the opposite direction by some unseen force? If so, welcome to Ethan's life for the past two-or-so months.

The poor little guy has been scooting backward everywhere for a very long time. The problem is that he just can't seem to go forward. It makes him angry at first, that that sippy cup just gets farther and farther out of reach. But he eventually bumps into something else - like a table leg or electrical cord - that turns out to be an awesome chew toy. ;-)

Well today Ethan put his first knee forward, then the second knee. He reached my toes, lifted one up, examined the others, then eyed the plastic box a few feet away. Only, his next push toward that most interesting-looking box landed him on his face and, once again, he began rocking back and forth, then scooting backward on his belly.

Well, it was a start.

To be continued...