Oona is now mobile.
A few days ago she dragged herself from one end of the long black couch to the other. Just now she made a heroic effort to get from one end of her play mat all the way to the other in order to grab a *ohshitIgottachildproofthishouserightaway* bag of zip ties. I quickly replaced the zip ties with a little toy cow, just out of reach. She screamed. And scritched. And threw her little tushie in the air with her legs moving like a little frog. And she somehow managed to slide about 2 inches. Just enough for one little hand to reach out and grab the cow and pull it in to herself.
I burst out cheering and congratulating her and clapping with all my might — I think I startled her with the commotion cause she looked up at me with worry, but then a HUGE grin overtook her face as she realized that I was cheering for her!