This week Amarys mastered rolling. She rolled over on her own once, around July 1st, and then didn't do it again until a few days ago. Brent put her down on the living room rug, left the room, and came back to find her on her tummy, squawking about being on her tummy. Isn't that just like us grown ups?
I walked into this mess, now WTF am I doing in this mess?
Now she's a rollover master. If you put her down she is immediately compelled to roll onto her front. She's content to play there awhile too, if she's not tired. She also reaches and grasps toys and pulls them to her mouth~she's very enamored with toys. And then she reached for my face for the first time the other day, and stole my heart. ♥