10

Ten was the magic number.  One week ago, the day little Sam turned 10 months old, he rolled over.  Twice!

Also, this last week he started crawling.  He uses one foot and one knee.  So cute.  And he is getting pretty fast.  Yesterday I was working in the kitchen and noticed he had come into the kitchen from the living room all by himself.  And then back to the living room.  Boom!  I was astounded.  And last night I left him in his room while I washed Lucy in the tub.  Suddenly, there he was!  Right beside me in the bathroom.

I enjoyed his immobility for a long time and I might miss it just a little.  It was easy.  But this is fun!  I love watching him learn and grow!

Crazy cute.