It took about 9 1/2 months but the little guy is finally mobile. It's a little strange, cool, and terrifying all at the same time. It's strange to see my little one starting to grow up. I’m starting to miss the little baby I once had. I feel like in no time at all he will go from crawling, to walking, to talking to me (and talking back to me), to school, to driving my car, and to most likely wrecking my car. So I’m trying to enjoy these moments before they become a distant memory. Cool because soon he will be able to keep up with some of his nephews and nieces to steal any toy he may want at the time. And finally terrifying because I’m realizing all the things he can crawl to and swallow, fall down, pull on, or stick something into. It’s amazing that any kid makes it past 3 years old. So without further ado here is one of BMs first crawls.