So Connor has finally figured out how to transition from his army crawl drag to a sitting position all on his own. I think we are headed into a world where he is going to be hard to contain. This morning he was lying on the floor playing with his toys I went to put a load of laundry in and when I returned he was sitting up grinning the biggest grin at me, I think he felt very accomplished, but it actually startled me a little. I am starting to realize that I had better enjoy all these great babies first moments because I have a feeling by the time he is twelve he's going to tower over me.
