...and she's off!

Miss G started crawling over the holidays...December 23rd, to be exact!  Thank goodness we (smartly) decided to "hide" the Christmas tree behind the club chairs this year, otherwise with her curiosity, we would have picked the tree up off the floor more times than once.  (As a side bar...ironic that we named her Georgia, and now we have a "Curious Georg-ia" in the house!). 

It is so entertaining to watch her- she does laps around the kitchen/hall/toy room/pantry, and back...and thinks it is hilarious if you chase her.  She crawls faster and just giggles to herself, as we hunt her down.

Rowan is quickly learning that her crawl-abilities are slightly less than cool.  She's the household godzilla that runs through his freshly made train track design, and plows through his car "races" with the greatest of ease.  She's also able to chase after what she wants, and has no problem helping herself to whatever Rowan's toys she so desires.  As one would guess, this drives Rowan batty!  Presenting another million parenting opportunities for Glen and I...reminding that we "share" our toys, disciplining on big brother dropping the shoulder to get G outta the way, breaking apart a pull-down on whatever toy G and R are equally vying for (yup- at 8 months, Miss G has quite the grip on anything she wants!).  When Rowan's back is turned, G will steal into the toy room and secretly play with his cars and trains...and has a glowing look on her face when she's caught in the act.  Already wanting to be like her big bro, and following his lead.