We Be Rollin'

Charlotte rolled over for the first time this evening. It was amazing and wonderful and I felt so proud.

Actually not really.

Because I missed it.

For awhile now, both girls have been getting up onto their sides from their backs, but could never quite manage to get all the way over. Their little arms kept getting in the way. This evening, after the girls were bathed and pajamaed, we were playing with them on the living room floor. They were being especially cute, laughing, gurgling, cooing and smiling. Then Sawyer (the dog) started whining while looking out the back slider door. Brian let him out onto the deck and I joined the dog out there to see what his problem was. Brian stood at the door with me. No idea what dog's problem is. So we let him back in and go into the living room. There is Kayley, exactly as we left her. Next to her is Charlotte, not how we left her. She was on her belly. We missed it.

I swear that bastard dog did that on purpose. It was his way of getting revenge on us because he is no longer the center of our attention.

I hate the dog.