Yesterday he turned over to his tummy and stayed there. Twice.
For a week or so he's been actively trying to turn over (so much funny stuff above ones head that needs investigation, and if not on ones back one might reach) and successfully done so, both knees touching, but then that treacherous arm under the belly kept flipping him back to square one.
The first time, he grabbed a hold of my hand and pulled himself to the side (this don't count as help since he can very well do that on his own). He then let go of me, but kept his arms up as he rolled on. Voile. Turned over without flipping back.
Second time was during diaper change, trying to avoid getting dressed I suspect... Or possibly aiming at the hamper since he got literally furious when he ended up face down on the floor. I just wanna add that we were on the floor to begin with =)
*pheew* Det är tur att ni redan befann er på golvet! Hann få hjärtat i halsgropen en halv sekund där innan jag läste vidare. =) Då är han ju lika duktig som Vemund nu! *kramar*
ReplyDeleteJa, inte kan han låta Vemund kunna mer, han är ju faktsikt äldre än honom =)
ReplyDeleteJa men det är klart man kan ha snygga byxor endå. Är byxorna aldeles för vida har jag ett par jätet tunna strumpbyxor under som isf håller strumporna..
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