He finally crawled today (real crawling, not going backwards or round and around in a circle); took 5 or 6 very tentative steps forward this afternoon. What finally provided enough incentive for him was the gas fire, it came on and he was off like a shot. Well OK, a really really slow shot, but he was off. Must child-proof the darn thing somehow.
Also seems to have started to develop a healthy case of stranger anxiety. He went to the park with Grandma (Granny? Mum-mum? Oma? Nana? what should it be?), and although he enjoyed that, he did not like it when he came home and I was not here. Apparently that made him very angry and I think he let most of the neighbourhood know it.
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