Sorry for the fuzzy pictures, again, but I had to try to snap a couple photos of our young man rolling off his sheepskin.
You can see in the first image that he's happily gnawing on my finger but what you can't see is that he's got both legs in the air and he's swinging them to get himself moving. That's how it all begins. Then it's face first onto the rug where he looks so tiny and helpless.
Just when I think he needs me to rescue him, he pops his little head up to take a look around at his new view of the living room. I'm impressed-I'm mom!