Rolling...really! (7.27.07)

Rob likes to play little trick on me now that I'm back at work. You know, I'll come home after a long day, and he'll say something like, "Noah said 'Daddy' today". I'll reply, "Sure he did," and roll my eyes at him. So I get home on Friday (the 27th), after coming through a monsoon (I almost got swept away coming up Speer Blvd!), and Rob says, "Noah rolled over today!" "Sure," I say. "No, really," he says. So, after asking for the details again and again, I verified the information the next morning, when, during "naked time" in his crib (dr. says it's important to air out all his little bits from time to time), he rolled right over from his tummy to his back. I think it's early, he must be advanced! That's our boy!