Jungle Gym

I feel like Max's personal jungle gym these days. He always wants "mama" but he's also so wiggly. He basically just wants me to sit in the middle of the floor, surrounded by toys and then crawl all over me all day long. He's starting to crawl, but he can only crawl backwards. He gets frustrated about that so he mostly just cries until I carry him where he needs to go or hand him what he wants. I remember E being a very very wiggly boy and Max is definitely following the same amount of "activity" as E did. No rest for the weary.