Entry of the "My First Book" kind

Today, I figured out the art of crawling. Just so you know it. And just so I remember.In greater detail, this is how it happened: Adam and mom were having a bath, and they had placed me on the floor a couple of meters away from the bath-tub, thinking that I wouldn't mind as the bathroom floor at Grandma and Grandpa's is heated. Needless to say, I felt very left out. After having voiced my dissatisfaction in vain for a little while, I simply decided to join them. And so I did. Hand, hand, knee, knee, hand, hand, knee, knee. Once I reached the bath-tub, I was lifted up, got hugged and kissed and was placed in the perfectly tempered water, next to the oh so entertaining big brother of mine. That's what I call positive reinforcement.