He's so incredibly close to crawling. This morning he had the legs down but he didn't move his hands forward. When he does this he just lifts his waist into the air. Eventually he gets to where he wants to go. I wanna try to get video of it because it's pretty funny watching the struggle.
His latest discovery is getting his lips saturated with slobber, then vibrating his lips, spitting all over the place.
Last weekend we tried chicken noodle, chicken, and beef. He hated every one. I think Liz mixed the chicken noodle with something yesterday and got him to eat it. The smell of each one was bad enough for me not to eat it, but his poops are 10 times worse and he doesn't make funny faces when he smells that.
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