Emeth is crawling around like mad these days. He grabs everything he can and tries to eat it. He explores every corner (and not infrequently gets himself stuck in odd places). He also follows in Istra's footsteps of having achieved the cat-worshipping stage. Perhaps even more single-minded than Istra was, when he sees a cat pretty much nothing else matters: he goes for it. If the cat gets away, and out of sight (as it usually does), he often sits and cries.
(all of these pictures can be accessed by clicking the snowman in the previous post, or here.)