Oh, my Alice.
At 4 months old, you are still too small to explore the world on your own legs, or even yet on your hands and knees.
Instead, for now, you grab as much of the world as will fit in your little fists, and you pull it in close. (And into your mouth).
The other day, you laughed. I have gotten you to do it three times since then, which must make my successes-to-attempts ratio about 4-to-a gazillion.
But that’s OK.
We’ll keep trying. You keep us dancing. And I like that about you.