Rock and Roll

Ian rolled over for the first time last night! He's been rocking himself about halfway over, but he still couldn't quite make it. He finally succeeded in rolling his fat little body over last night. I went nuts, of course, clapping and cheering for him. He rewarded me with a very confused look as to why Mommy was acting like a crazy person. I rolled him back over and called Wayne to come and see, to which Ian promptly laid flat as a board and smiled at me while thinking, "I am NOT a trained monkey, Mom. It's a no-go on another roll."