Going…..
…..going…..
…..going…..
…..going…..
…..gone!
The little one decided to roll over all by himself for the first time on the afternoon of Riley’s birthday. And, just like his big brother, once he finally figured it out, he can’t stop doing it. This unfortunately increases the pressure on his tummy, resulting in more spit-up, but oh well. It is what it is.
All of this just means he’s one step closer to getting rid of these impressive rolls of his.
So I’m making sure to squeeze them every chance I get.
2 comments:
so sad that he's going to lose those juicy thighs!
Yay Rory! Good for you!
Those thighs are a thing of beauty. :) I can appreciate QP's sadness.
Love and Hugs, Lizzie
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