Several times tonight, Dave and I have left J & B in the living room, B on her playmat, J doing whatever, only to come running when B starts wailing frantically. Once, it was because J was yelling in her face ("BAAAAYYBEEEEE"). The other times?
She's perfecting her rolling over. The catch? Because of her lack of coordination, her left arm keeps getting stuck by her side, preventing her from completing the roll. Thus, she's left awkwardly on her left side, unable to flip onto her front or to her back. Hence, the frantic screaming.
Despite her obvious distress, the last couple times Dave and I can't help but laugh a bit, and then feel bad about laughing. Rolling over is just so serious!
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