Crawling and Superman!

Yes, James started crawling this week!!  Ok, so it's a poor excuse for crawling.  It's more like wiggling and scooting forward to get to his new Tonka truck, but he's moving across the floor, so I call it crawling.  I guess I shouldn't be surprised to have such a strong baby, seeing as I'm married to Superman and all.  Oops, maybe I shouldn't have said that.  Oh well, I think all of you have figured it out by now.  How do I know he's superman?...what proof do I have?  Well, only superman could have made this last weekend so amazing.  Only superman could have made our lawn look so lovely while also cooking dinner for me two nights in a row (one of those was steak by candlelight).  He also took care of James and got him to bed on Sunday night while I went to a meeting and let me stay in bed until 10:00 Monday morning.  I don't know how long it's been since I've done that.  What a guy!