Then we came to the living room and the torture began with Tummy Time while I did some laundry. He's getting smart. He knows how to get out of the dreaded Tummy Time. He rolls onto his back. We played with toys for a bit and had some good laughs as I pretended to devour his neck and he responded in kind by gumming my cheek. I left him with his toys as I finished a few projects. His occasional whimpers and moans kept me vaguely aware that he was getting cranky. Projects done, I started looking at blogs and really enjoyed this post by my aunt Jane. Then I looked over to where my once cranky baby lay and instead saw this:
It just made me happy.
Funny! He's a boy alright
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