Scooter.

That's Eddie's new nickname. Why?

Well, he doesn't crawl. Wants NO part of being on his belly. He WANTS to walk, but hasn't got the balance thing down yet. He's determined to be mobile though, so he scoots.

He'll scoot down the hall, across the floor, on the couch, on the bed... IF he sees something he wants. If there's nothing he wants; forget it.

He won't scoot to me unless I have food in my hand. Sure knows how to make a mom feel loved. HA!

He'll be fully mobile soon enough. He's been trying to pull up for a while. He could get about half-way up before and then he kind of got stuck trying to figure out how to move his legs. Tonoght he got all that figured out just fine... in the bathtub. Silly boy wants to give momma a heart attack, but won't give her any love unless she's got a Cheeto in her hand.