Rolling over

I've never met any the boring dad clichés that people talk about. I will happily listen when someone is talking enthusiastically about their pride and joy. Maybe I'm a bit strange like that.
I am aware the cliché exists, and I don't want to bore people with endless tales about little Mollypops, so I try to keep blogging about baby to a minimum.

That being said, I will allow myself the occasional post, especially when she does something new. Today is one of those days, I am proud to announce that Molly has just rolled over for the first time!



We put her on her tummy, and she made it all the way on to her back by herself. It was kind of special as Mummy and Daddy were both there to witness the incident (and both got incredibly excited.)

By way of contrast, Molly was entirely nonplussed.
Her face said, "Calm down mum and dad, it's not as if I'm standing up or walking or anything."
"If you can't control yourselves now, there's a strong likelihood you're going to embarrass me when I'm older, and if that's what I think will happen, I'll tell you right now, I'm going to publish my first paper on particle physics anonymously."

Neither Mummy or Daddy would listen. Almost immediately we put her back onto her tummy and armed ourselves with camcorder and cameraphone.

Alas, little Molly is too small to manage two shows a night, and she just remained quietly on her front. Still, rolling over all by herself at 15 weeks, she's on track for that Olympic medal.