Abram decided a couple years ago that he wants all of his girls to go into the math and sciences. He loves to have phrases he can preface with "I always say..." and this falls into that category.
Recently he found out that kids that skip crawling are generally not so coordinated and not so good at math. Max barely crawled, maybe for two weeks before he started walking. And he never did quite get that you could lift your head up and look around as you crawl. So to this day, on the rare occasion that he crawls, he pushes his head along the carpet, plowing the way for his hands and knees.
Here he is with his signature head plow crawl:
Now imagine Abram's horror when he saw that Aviva is just as disdainful of tummy time as Max was. I don't have the drive to force it on her, but he has been coaching Aviva on crawling every chance he gets. Today he proudly walked into the room where I was and asked if I noticed that when Aviva is sitting, she now goes up on one knee to reach the toys she wants.
So I went in the living room to document it and sure enough, she reached right over and went on both knees to get what she wanted. Nobel prize, here we come.