I'm sitting in the recliner watching my son grunt and strain and grunt. You see, he has (for the second time this afternoon) rolled from his back to his tummy and is now frustrated to be there! It is quite funny and I'm tempted to leave him there long enough for him to figure it out...but he gets so mad...it's hard to just watch him get mad.
I'll let you all know what happens.
To be continued....
Well, he ended up turning over one more time but instead of grunting he went straight to crying...by then he was tired so he took a nap. Oh, to be a baby!