Scootching

I don't know if that is how you spell it, but that is what Eamon has been doing the past few days. He doesn't crawl; he digs his toes into the carpet and pulls himself along with his elbows. Today, I had to get him out from almost underneath the rocking chair and moments later, Thomas had to keep him from going under the rocking car-seat.

But he will also flail his little arms and legs and won't try to do anything when we put a toy inches out of his reach and sit watching him try to get it. He knows that we could more easily push it toward him than he can scootch to get it.

Lazy little thing! He has his parents all figured out.