Luca rolled this weekend for the first time. We were at Grandpa's house, and he was laying on a towel on the floor. He just pushed his little butt up in the air and kicked himself over. You could tell he was a little shocked, like "what just happened?" He then immediately it is again, like an old pro.
I am happy he is getting bigger and learning new things but I find it makes me a little sad. He is my last baby and I don't want him to grow up too quick. I have to remind myself of this when I'm wishing he would just eat solids or sleep a little longer.
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