And just like that, nothing in the house is safe

It really was an all of a sudden thing - good that we had the camera around when it happened. Suddenly she was making forward progress. Still "creeping" as my mom calls it - pulling herself along the ground commando-soldier style (too bad there's not a less military-inspired metaphor) but soon it will be crawling and then walking and then "can I borrow the car dad" and MAN I am just not ready for THAT yet...

She still prefers to roll to get where she's going, although she's getting tired of the trial and error nature of that particular method of travel. Algorithm follows:

1. want that
2. too far
3. roll randomly
4. goto 1

She's starting to see that there might be a more direct way to get somewhere (or, more often, something). And we're starting to see that we have procrastinated for far too long in getting those gates up, those cupboards secured, and all those little chokable goodies away from baby-level. The honeymoon is over.