Hello Reid

It's official. We have a crawling baby.

Reid took his first crawling steps last Saturday, and about a week later, he's actually realized what this means. And he is overjoyed. I'm not kidding. It's like you can't get him in a bad mood if you try. He's just enthralled with this new freedom.

And suddenly, we are in that stage where he is discovering new things at an incredible rate. He's begun to dance, which of course we all find adorable, and play peek-a-boo, also impossibly adorable, and his sense of humor has taken off. He and Kate had this great moment where they were both splashing and giggling in the tub, and he and Danny were watching each other over dinner and leaning first to the right, then to the left. It's like he's totally connecting everything together.

We're also starting that time of year where we can put him in a diaper and a onsie and we're good. I love little babies crawling around the house in onesies. What could be better?