Thirty Weeks Old

Our little crawling machine's mobile abilities have improved tenfold in just a week's time. Our poor cats have coward in fear as Edie located their food dish and has become more efficient at pulling their fur (and crawling after them). She is also managing to find every cord and piece of paper to put in her mouth, and last night while taking her bath, Edie pulled herself up to standing. It's been quite a week for Edie Pants.

The joke of the week is "the crawl and complain." When Edie is frustrated, but still determined, she'll continue crawling and whine at the same time. It's pretty darn funny.