T, you rolled over for the first time!

We were at Ms. Sarah’s house getting your three month pictures done.

After a few good shots of you in a basket, we laid you on your stomach.

Rather than hold your head up in all of your naked glory and smile for the camera, you got mad and simply rolled over.

Later, on a white couch, you got mad again and nearly rolled from your back onto your front.

Stop trying to grow up.

Mom and I already wish we could hold you again when you were smaller.

I love you.

-Dad