Yes, yes, I know the proper basketball commentary is, "He shoots, he scores!" but Theo isn't quite shooting baskets yet. He is, however, now sitting and scooting!

 

He was sitting already, but only if we put him in a sitting position. This morning on the changing table, he rolled from his back to his tummy, pushed up onto his hands and knees, and then pushed himself into an upright sitting position. (At which point I wished our changing table was a wee bit sturdier—it was shaking like a leaf!)

 

Then, this afternoon, he was rolling around on the living room floor while I cooked some pre-Thanksgiving stuff in the kitchen. He has been pushing up to his hands and knees and rocking like mad for days, and it appears he has discovered how to rock fast enough that he actually scoots forward, slowly but surely. Crawling can't be too far behind!

 

Ah, these developments are a wonderful and welcome relief after yesterday, which was a "Leon" day to the point that I cancelled a meeting with my Mom and sister, saying, "I refuse to even take him out of the house...he's just way too grouchy!" Luckily, he's happy today (despite getting a shot this morning). He was chortling happily when he figured out how to scoot!

 

However, all this scooting and self-propelled sitting has worn him out. He fell asleep in his high chair between bites of carrots. He's still sleeping in there now, looking like a serene, carrot-covered angel.