When Jory did new things, I was so excited. I wanted to tell the whole world. I called Mona at 6AM to let her know her three-month-old nephew rolled over from stomach to back. She thought someone had died or was hurt. Really a 6AM call makes you think death? And not my first nephew from my only sister just rolled over? Bygones...
I put Liam on his back on his little activity center thingy so I could get ready and take Jory to guitar lessons. When I walked back into the family room, Liam was on his stomach. Wait, I put him on his back right?
"Did I roll over by himself?" I asked his Oma, who was sitting on the sofa behind him.
"Yes," she answered.
He can roll from his back to his stomach to his back. "Ugh. Now he's dangerous," I said to myself, under my breath.
And there you have it, the difference between being number one and being number four. Jory rolling over from back to stomach - - YIPPEEEE!!! My baby is a genius. Liam doing it - UGH! This combined with his other new skill, really?! Why can't he stay a cute, non-moving, non-talking baby?
There are tons of perks with being the first.
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