On the Move

I am not yet crawling, but I love to move. I don't like being on my belly unless I put myself there. I immediately want to sit up. I can kind of roll from here to there by sitting up and lying down and sitting up. I get to the point where I really look on the verge of a crawl, but I just don't seem to be able to make it up and over into an all fours forward moving motion. Still, I love playing with my body. Sometimes, after working particularly hard to reach something, once I get it in my hand a smile comes to my face and a squeal slowly emerges from my throat till my arms flap up and down in joy. Fun stuff.