i had a big weekend. i woke up puking on friday . . . again. mommy and me were supposed to go to work with daddy because of something called skyshow. well since i was sick mommy and me stayed home. i was fine the rest of the day so daddy came home and got us and we went to the stadium. i was supposed to go to grandma's but with all the running around mommy and daddy were running late so they took me to the tailgate party, and then mommy was going to go to grandma's with me when the game started. it turns out i should've gone to grandma's from the beginning. at the tailgate party i was fine at first, but then some fireworks went off and i wasn't too sure about that. there was a lot of commotion going on, i hadn't got my naps in that day, and aunt christina and her friends kept sticking their faces in my face and talking really loud to me. after a while i just started crying cause i didn't know what else to do. so mommy took me to grandma's and i could tell that she and daddy felt bad for subjecting me to all that.
the latest on me is that i can now roll from my back to my tummy left or right with just as much ease, and i can also roll from my tummy to my back pretty easily too although i don't do that as much.
i am also really interested in these things at the end of my arms. they open and close and open and close and wiggle. mommy calls them my hands. i could stare at them forever . . . they are really cool.