It's amazing how much more active Bean has been lately, which I previously would not have believed was possible. Turn your head for a second and he crawls speedily towards the dog's bone or loose cords, putting them in his mouth before you can say, "Where's the baby?" He constantly crawls out of his pants, and no matter how many times I see it, I still can't get enough of those chunky little legs and diapered butt scooting around on the floor.
He also loves to stand, and although he's far from walking, he does generally grasp the concept of putting one foot in front of the other to move in the desired direction, if you provide the arm support. Bean especially loves to smack repeatedly on glass windows and doors, taunting the dog is optional. (Okay, so I haven't gotten a new rug to match the colors in our kitchen! You are supposed to be looking at the baby anyway.)