I am very ready to crawl, but I still scoot backward when I'm trying
to reach something. It's maddening.

I sit pretty well, though, only rarely falling over and bumping my
head. Sometimes it's almost like I do it on purpose -- I get bored,
and just arch backward at full speed, like I'm in somebody's arms.
But I'm not, and gravity hurts my head, and then I yell.

I really like bagels and pancakes and sweet potatoes. I'll tolerate
carrots and chicken and rice. Forget about acidic fruits or peas,
yecccchhhhh.

I'm not sleeping so well. Ever since the stomach bug I wake up every
hour or two again. Daddy brings a bottle, but I'd rather make mommy
feed me.

I like touching your face and making eye contact to greet you. And I
have the greatest little surprised chirp of a laugh when you say hi to
me, or when my brother does something funny or nice.