The best part of my day...

We've got a mover...

not movers, a mover...or more accurately, a crawler. I've always joked that Luke would probably start crawling a week before we moved into the new house. That way he would be really good at it and into every box I try to unpack. I like being right, but I was really hoping he would hold off for another month. He literally figured it out today and these are some of his first...crawls (?). His little 6 1/2 month old self has also figured out how to go from laying on his tummy to sitting up.

We've entered into a whole new phase, and you know how I feel about that...sad.