Today you started hopping on your knees all over the place. You start in a position with your legs bent beneath you and your bottom resting on your heels, then lift yourself up a bit, using the momentum to hop a few inches forward. You’d hop across the floor, mostly hopping on the hard slate floor even though Rachel did her best to keep moving you to the carpeted areas. You were a crazy hopping little girl today; I’m not sure where this move came from.