He now laughs -- real, honest-to-goodness laughs -- and though right now he sounds kinda like Goofy with a throat infection, there's nothing quite like an infant laughing to put a smile on your face. He's also got one of the brightest, most infectious smiles I've ever seen. When that kid really goes for it, if you don't smile back, there be sometin' wrong wit' you.
Rolling is a work in progress. He's good rolling from front to back, but not so much the other way. Truth be told, I don't think he's trying too hard; I wonder if he'll be like Sam, where all of sudden he'll just decide to do something new and then do it, or if he'll take time to gradually learn new skills.
He likes his excersaucer and his Jolly Jumper - or at least he doesn't cry when he's in them and seem to enjoy poking at stuff. Maybe I should qualify this slightly; he normally likes his Jolly Jumper. Julie and Jen had him in it the other day for maybe 15 mins while Jen bounced him and burbled at him and made faces and did all the things that normally make him smile. I guess he stared at her, blank-faced, for the entire 15 minutes. Way to stick it to the Man, little one. Show those girls that you're unpredictable. Just make sure you always behave for me.
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