A little over a month ago, almost imperceptibly at first, Lucy began to move forward. It started with a little foot propulsion, a swift kick with pointed toes that allowed her to reach an inch or two forward to reach a toy where days before she could only roll over, arch her back, and hope.
Within a week the arms got into the action as well, and a frog-legged push with a bent knee coupled with a nice pull could move her across the floor in half-foot jags.
By a week later she could cross the entire rug in a short pass, particularly if a delicious power cord or a juicy pair of shoes lay within reach on the other side of the room. She would get up on her hands and knees sometimes, but attempts to move like that were frustrating and she'd usually just end up on her belly again, shuffling and scooting with aplomb.
Eventually the hands and knees movement got a little more coordinated, and she could get in a move from one knee to the other before collapsing once again.
And now, sometime in the last week or so, it has become official. Lucy can crawl.
As far as she is concerned, however, crawling is just a means to a much better end:
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