Last night I got sleepy really early, and tried to go to bed at 7:30. Mom was worried I wouldn't be able to sleep long, though, so she tried to wake me up at 9 -- no dice, I just ate and wanted to go back to sleep right away. In the contest of wills that ensued, I won.
And then I slept until 7am! I could tell she was excited -- I was just lying there in my crib, staring at the blinds, cooing happily this morning when she came running in with a big grin on her face and started telling me how wonderful I am. Then I went to mom and dad's bed, nursed a lot, and tried to eat Dad's face for half an hour. Life is good.
New things I also enjoy include Peek-A-Boo, and the baby in the mirror. At first, I laughed at the baby in the mirror and wanted to be closer -- now I laugh at first and then get all bashful and hide in mom's shoulder.
I'm also getting really good at rolling onto my side. I do it most often when I have a stuffed animal to wrestle with -- I wrap my arms and legs up over it, curl up my back, bury my face in it with a fierce bite, and fall over sideways. I am told it's very cute.
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