As a kid, I'd let them crawl up and down my arm, fascinated by the silly, impractical way they walked. Hours of entertainment.
Now, I have my own inchworm, and he's way cuter than those silly bugs ever could be. He sticks his butt way up in the air and puts his face down and he can make himself scoot forward well... about an inch at a time.
Really makes me wonder where we're going to go from here? I feel like, next, he's just going to get up and run around the house or something.
Little bugger.
Little bugger.
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