Early (waaaaay too early) this morning Hazel rolled over on her own for the first time. She was in her crib, fussing, hungry and kicking and managed to lever herself over to her stomach. I put her on her back and she did it again. We haven’t tried it with a happy, non-fussy baby but I’m sure that’s going to happen soon.
I find this definition of Rolly Polly very amusing.
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She was rolling over trying to tell you that she really wanted you to go back to your job at the Times. Oh wait. That was me.