She is Crawling.

She finally did it. Thursday Darcy made the decision to crawl (and say Mama). That morning she was in bed with Audri and I and kept getting on her hands and knees and pulling the blankets toward her, that evening when she got home, she chased a tennis ball across the living room floor. Now she is an unstoppable crawling machine which means I should stop blogging and go pick up my child before she eats a computer chord.