Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Rolling over

I think we have a roller on our hands.  We laid him on the blanket in the living room and Tony kept propping him up on his arms.  He cried and fussed and wiggled and I guess he finally got mad enough that he kicked correctly and threw his body in the right direction and he rolled over.  He didn’t want to do it again though.  He kept trying to roll but his arm got in his way.

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