She's Crawling

Last night Brad put Ellie on the floor. This time, instead of rolling over on her back, moving around backwards in a circle, or crying to be picked up, she achieved forward motion. That's right she crawled. Apparently the motivation of getting to Oliver's (dirty) tennis ball before he could was impetus enough. Poor Oliver, he just doesn't have any idea what he's up against. His little wet nose was bent out of joint before we started cheering Ellie on for crawling to and grabbing his tennis ball.