William the Destroyer

Today William was on the bed moving around, heading for the small bookshelf where we keep the phone, alarm clock, books, papers, and other things. I stretched my leg out to keep him from advancing forward and eating something. As he tried to climb over my leg, I noticed his back legs were not moving in unison, as they usually do when he's trying to get somewhere. They were kicking one after the other, as if he were trying to crawl! He's almost there. Oh, the humanity. It's time to do a serious child-proofing of the apartment.