creepy crawly

He crawls! Yesterday (or was it today? Now I can't remember!) we were watching Gavin take a couple "steps" of real crawling, then fall back on his belly and army crawl, them a couple more real "steps", then more belly crawling. I said that he'd be crawling for real in a couple days. Jason said that I said that two weeks ago and he still wasn't, so he didn't think it would be the case. But lo, what did Gavin do today? He crawled! Steps and steps and steps of real crawling. He still falls to his belly and army crawls, but he goes enough distance that Jason said he considers this the official date of Gavin Crawling for Real. Ha. Mommy knows. Never doubt the power of Mommy.

Poor thing isn't sleeping well lately. He's working on his sixth tooth still (and possibly a seventh and eighth, though hopefully no more than that!). He sleeps more or less okay at night --- sometimes he's up every 45 minutes or hour, but there are plenty of other times he sleeps for three blessed hours at a time. But naptime! Oh the naps he doesn't take these days. We might get him down eventually, only to have him wake up ten, fifteen minutes later. If we're lucky, we get half an hour out of him. All I can say is I hope this tooth comes through soon. This morning, Gavin had one of his rare one-hour-and-then-some long naps, so we zipped through series one of the Vicar of Dibley, which was overdue at the library. We managed to get through it and got it back when we went out grocery shopping later. Of course, he barely slept the rest of the day. It was a busy, run-around kind of afternoon, so I blame the sleeplessness on that more than his bad sleeping habits.