I’ve seen him do it. A few "steps" at a time. And then he gives up and does an inchworm move to the current object of desire. So, technically, he’s crawling. It just hasn’t dawned on him that this is a good idea and will actually get him where he wants to go. In any case, we decided to put up the baby gates in the event that he realizes he can venture off the living room area rug without falling into an unknown abyss linking him to a parallel world.
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