who knew?

For most of Noah's crawling career the kitchen/dining room has been quarantined for fear of him slamming his delicate little head onto the new hardwood floors. I recently torn down the barrier and expanded his horizons to the dining room (the kitchen still holds too many scary adversaries). So where has he been? Gleefully crawling all over his newly acquired domain. Theres really nothing in there but he is SO entertained by this new artificial wood surface to explore. He will spend his entire day in there. No toys, just roaming the floor... if I knew this was the way to keep him happy I would have tossed him in there much sooner. :)