Attempts at crawling

Keet moves around, but he's still figuring out the crawl. He'll do downdog, then plank, then poop out into cobra. Now I know the true origin of sun salutations. They weren't to greet the day, but to reenact our discovery of movement itself, of new possibilities, of wonder.
He'll wake himself up rolling over and pushing himself up into sitting. That's new this week. The first time he pushed himself up to sitting he did it in his sleep. Now he does it all the time.

I put him in his crib and had him hold on to the edge (he hasn't figured out how to pull himself up in the crib yet). He craned his neck back to watch the mobile spin.