Forward Motion

Yesterday was a big day around here.
Or perhaps a very normal day -- with a special occurrence.

Nolan propelled himself forward.

The first time or two I didn't catch him in the act. I just set him down in one spot only to find him in another spot a few minutes later.

In the evening, Bob announced that he learned Nolan's secret: he's an inchworm. The cutest inchworm ever. He pulls his knees up and in and scoots forward, then lets them down. You should see the look on his face. When he isn't making the face of complete concentration and determination, he looks so proud of himself. Like, Look what I'm doing, guys!

Look out world. Here comes Nolan.