On the moooooooove.

Wait, what? Henry is on all fours? I'd better catch up!
What? This freaks you out?

Oh come on? Really? Why would you be freaked out? Could it be the impending doom of having two small fries crawling around the house?

I promise not to wreak any havoc, Mommy.
Yeah, right! I'm TOTALLY joking!

It's just a matter of time. You may as well just give up now.

Miranda, want to see me make Mommy quake in her shoes?

Okay, so how are we going to tackle this?

You wanna crawl first and I'll follow up with the whole getting to sitting part?

Wait, you have something in your hair.

We are most definitely NOT plotting against you, Mom.

Honest.

Aren't we cute?


You're done for, Mom and Dad.

I am baby, hear me roar!

Here is how you do it, big sister.

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