Now that I can rollover, I am becoming a little bit of a handful. One minute, I will sit very prim and proper and act like the best little boy in the world. The next minute, the monster cookie in me comes out and I try to throw myself out of my Bumbo. Mom can't even cuddle with me on her chest anymore because I can roll off. I would roll all over the place if I could. Mom is becoming a little apprehensive about what I will be like when I am really mobile.
Mom has been making me practice all week long. I have been getting so mad at her.
I kept on getting stuck on my side and did not know how to do it, but....
This weekend my mommy had to go to work and Daddy had a conference. Grandma and Grandpa came to babysit. It was so much fun that I did not take any naps for them. We went for a walk and I showed them all of my new skills. They also had to take me to see Mom so I could eat some dinner. ( I am not a big fan of bottles now.) It was a very fun weekend.
Yesterday, while I was helping Mom fold laundry, an evil dinosaur snuck up and tried to attack. (Notice my mean face.)
Much to the dinosaur's chagrin, I was stronger and faster. That dinosaur didn't know what hit (bit) him. Mom was very grateful that I was there to defend her.
