So yesterday was the first Falcons game of the regular season so Owen and I were left to our own devices while Jeff fratted it up with his friends at the Dome. We had a good time though...it was a great game and every time they did something good I clapped so Owen thought it was for him and then laughed and laughed. I will do anything to hear his laugh.
However, during the day we practiced and practiced crawling. I think we are actually making headway. Owen can get on his knee's, move a little and then topples over. The falling down makes him mad so then he cries and we have to start over after a short hissy fit. All in all though I think he is getting there.
While I was on the floor though I noticed that my house is a giant baby trap. There are things everywhere that will need to be taped up, closed up or some how put up when this child begins to crawl. I going to have to get one of those John and Kate plus 8 play fences for the house or something. I think Babies R Us had a few on sale. They are so ugly though...and again, looks are everything.
I am hoping though that once he begins to move, maybe I will move and thus, some of my fat will move off my body. I was looking at a picture of my friend who also has a little guy that moves and grooves...um, eat a biscuit will ya? She also runs marathons so maybe that has something to do with it. I run for Famous Amos.