Shorts are going to kill her knees this summer. Crawling (her army crawl/scoot version) is chafing her knees.
She scoots herself around everywhere now. But when she needs a break or wants to look at something she stops, props herself up on one arm, twists her body around, and rests her other arm on her leg like this....and then just sits there and smiles. We laugh and smile every time.
She's already got taken control of the remote
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