Theo started rolling over in June. Now, he’s scooting. He’s like a minute away from a full on crawl. Crazy.
Nate and I now get to treat Theo like the dog we never had. We’re all, “come here boy!” as we try to coax him to drag his little bum our way. We also like to place toys across the room and say: “Go get it. Go get it!”
Ah, kids—like pets only with diapers.