Yes. He Crawls. And has Rug Burn on his Face.

This is from the very first day George learned how to crawl forward. Scooting backward and sideways was his preferred--well, it was not so much "preferred" as it was his "only"--method of mobility before now. He got pretty cross trying to get to things while only moving away from them.

You will notice that as he gets within 2 feet of his desired object, he dive bombs his head into the carpet with his intended grabbing arm ready to get said object. He did this for a few days before he realized he could crawl a lot closer, and then pick the object up while still in crawling position.

The Dog. The Baby.

Who is the dominant one in the relationship?

The baby. As it should be.

Whenever George is near Chewy, Chewy rolls onto his back to show he knows that in the "pack order" around here, he is "below" George. Chewy will even walk over (on his own) to where the baby is, lay down and roll over.

Now that George is mobile, he loves to crawl over and grab Chewy's soft fur. Chewy stays on his back and takes whatever George dishes out. I usually have compassion and save Chewy after a minute or two, by calling him over and commending him on his patience and lack of aggression toward the baby--he usually gets a treat.

As near as I can tell, Chewy thinks the pack order is as follows: Mom, Goose, Bean, Dad, Ted, George, Chewy.

The Dad firmly believes that Chewy thinks it is Mom, Goose, Bean, Ted, George, Chewy, Dad.