First, she decided that this little basketball was her new most favorite toy ev-ah.
Then, she was playing with it while we ate dinner, and it rolled away. Charles noticed her wiggle crawl after it. So, we moved it away again, and she crawled after it again.
Then, we tortured her by making her crawl alllllllll the way to the dinner table to get it. She got going pretty well once we realized that our cheering encouragement every time she got going was distracting and caused her to sit back down. For the record, her crawling is still not super-fast or efficient, and, as of writing, she's still dragging her left leg behind her.
(Tooooooo many pictures? Never!)
Before we knew it, though, she was trying to get each and every paper Charles had sorted on the coffee table off of the coffee table.
And going after my computer cord.
Be careful what you wish for...