Baby On a Mission

There are practically no groceries in the house aside from a couple boxes of mac 'n cheese and some Captain Crunch, so tonight, we did what we always do when we're starving and nothing else sounds good - we ordered pizza. It was almost bedtime for Mason when the delivery guy finally showed up, but we were so hungry that we decided to hurry up and eat before we put him (Mason, not the delivery guy) to bed. I ate on the couch and George was eating on the floor with Mason about five feet away, playing with his blocks.

It was just then that Mason decided he'd crawl a real crawl. The quality of the video is awful, as it was taken with my cell phone, but I can't wait 'til Mason's older so I can tell him what finally motivated him to crawl for the first time. He was a baby on a mission who only wanted one thing: a piece of Daddy's pizza.