Today I went over to Nana and Papa's, we played on the floor, I let Papa play pilot (he loves it) and I tested Nana's cleaning skills by spillling a glass of water. I also took note that Uncle Jon looks like the Grim Reaper with a hoodie on... I didn't like it so much. He scared the crap out of me. But other than that it went pretty well.
I can also move around on the floor like a wounded soldier with the one-arm army crawl. I could probably crawl the right way, but it's too fun letting people carry me around. I've gotta let them feel like they're my special helpers somehow.