Eli continues to move as much as possible. Even in his sleep! On 2 separate nights, I've placed him on his back on one end of the bed to sleep. He has woken up on those 2 nights with his feet on the opposite end of the bed, flipped over on his stomach with an arm and his legs sticking through the bars. The boy must've needed to move badly. He continues to try to push his legs underneath him, but hasn't succeeded yet. He scoots on his back when he's trying to get to something. He wants to move. He's in the exersaucer quite a bit and only gets mad when he knocks all the toys off and no one puts them back up for him. I tried putting him up in a crawling position after his bath last night, but he crumpled under his own weight. His sister kept jumping on the bed and laughed when he fell. I'm sure it won't be the last time. When Eli gets big enough, the laughter will turn to tears as a battle royal will break out. Much crying and blame will be had by all 3!
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