OH YEAH. MY SON ROLLED OVER. BOOYAH!
I’m a proud poppa.
Though, since he is now into the next level of his existence, I wonder if I’m still allowed to look at him and ask him, in all seriousness, in the most serious-baby-type-voice I have, why he doesn’t have a neck. He could use one, that’s all I’m saying.
They grow up so fast.