Girl's gotta move...

I lost this entire post somehow, I pressed Publish and somehow got one lousy line. It's taken weeks to rethink this one, but in short, we went to the SF City College development class, and MZ crawled off my lap during circle time straight to her favorite structure. She climbed right up. And grabbed what she wanted, even if another baby was playing with it. She crawled over to a ball, ignoring me all the while, and then traded it for another. She was busy, let me tell you, and directed. And periodically she'd crawl over to me, climb my leg and touch my face, and then off again, to accomplish more of her To Do list. I was kvelling.