Five months is a pretty cool age to be. You smile a lot. You can roll over. You trust that your mom and dad will cater to all of your needs and be able to anticipate when you're hungry and tired. You've discovered that objects feel much better in your mouth than in your hands. And you are learning to crawl.
Oh the frustration! Oh the obsession! It's all-crawl, morning noon and night with this kid. Lately SoJo has not been sleeping well. We were quite lucky in the beginning, when he slept through the night after the first month. He's always had his days and nights pretty sorted out from the get-go and most of his long chunks of sleep happened at night.
Now though, he's up a few times at night and when I go in to him, he's trying to crawl. Up on all fours. Bouncing back and forth with his eyes closed. I'd laugh if it wasn't one in the morning...and then three in the morning...and then five. You get the picture.
I predict he'll be crawling by this time next week. Don't they usually sit up on their own first?