Schmoo is crawling. Yay! It started out as a kinda bunny-hop, both legs lifted up and pulled forward together. Cute as hell, but he kept falling on his face. Today he finally figured out how to move his legs independently. He's very happy about it, too.

Only 11 days until Nano. I still have so much to do. Plus, I just found out I need to make a trip to Dallas, and my brother is coming down here for a long weekend. I'm starting to get worried about finding the time to write. To make matters worse, for some reason Schmoo won't sleep in his crib. Every night, between 10:30 and 1:00, he wakes up, stands up, and starts screaming. I've been putting him in bed with me, just to get him to fall back to sleep. I'm so zonked, I can't wake up early (as I've been training myself to do). Suddenly 50k words in November is looking like a real challenge.