crawling and more

Ty took off today:He's been crawling a little here and there for awhile now, but today it was like he got it.

Oh joy.

Nothing is safe now. And then this too:

What? The boy who doesn't do anything? Crawling and pulling up in the same day?!

(Sorry about the blurry pictures- I was shocked and had to grab my camera without checking the setting.)

He was motivated to try out that rail with all of the teeth marks in it:

We borrowed a few movies from a friend- here is how the girls watched "How to Train Your Dragon":

(In another room far away from the TV and those 'scary but not scary dragons' -Halle's words.) Cate (Miss-Do-NOT-Take-My-Picture) said, "Please please take a picture of me, Mommy!"
Sure, Cate:And then Ty worked his way through my makeshift barricade:

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And here is the nitty-gritty truth:

I wore out my favorite pair of fat bigger jeans*. Perhaps that's a sign that I should change my thinking. Maybe it just means that I wore those suckers through five years and three pregnancies. Either way, that last, unfixable rip was very sad. But check it out- I was in our local junky-wholesale-damaged store today and came across a pair that is very similar. For THREE dollars. It eased the pain considerably! :)

It's hard to take a picture of yourself when the baby screams if you put him down:

He's still teething.
*And for the record- I will not be in these jeans next winter. That's how it works. Have a baby-> gain weight-> stop nursing the baby-> work the weight off- etc. (At least that's how it's worked in the past- I sure hope it works like that again!)