Scooter

It's official: she's mobile.

Eleanor is now kind of crawling, most definitely scooting, her way around. This means she will not simply sit up and look at the camera and be adorable anymore; she realizes if she's sitting, she is only seconds away from scooting, and immediately her hands and knees hit the floor. I tried to take pictures yesterday - they are all of her blurry forehead. She's also decided to stop practicing any other skills in favor of scooting. Babble? No. Scoot. Play? No. Scoot. Eat? No. Scoot. Sleep? No. Scoot.