TJ is nine months old today. It’s funny how quickly it becomes impossible to imagine life without a baby who’s been around such a short time.
While we were down the coast, he started doing “proper” crawling (instead of the sea-lion flollop he’s favoured for the last six weeks) for the first time. Today he was doing extremely well with his walker (and less-stable car) – and he knew just how impressive he was, too.
