Max is working on his “inchworm”. He won’t roll, and can’t quite figure out the mechanics of crawling, but he can scoot! Especially if there is a must-have item in view (like my hot tea!). The entire time this is happening, he lets me know how much work it is and what a terrible mother I am for placing him on his tummy. Unless I kiss his cheek. Then he is all smiles again. 🙂

Happily, he is back to sleeping through the night again (for now!) and waking up close to 7. Yay for traveling from CST to EST!