I'm a Roly Poly and it's Official.

A while back, I rolled. I did it once or twice then never looked back. Yesterday I rolled twice at my grandma's house and then last night I got to rolling again and wouldn't stop. Mommy was feeding me and I just decided to roll for her out of the blue. You know me, always throwing her for a loop. She called for Daddy and they were both so excited so I kept on doing it. I even doubled rolled a couple times! I rolled all over the bed all night long. Daddy decided it was best to move me to my crib just in case I rolled off the bed, but I didn't like that very much so I got back into their bed and Mommy put me in one of those wedge things so that I wouldn't roll but I rolled right over it. hee hee. Finally they barricaded me in with some pillows. Eventually, I fell asleep and Mommy says I continued to roll while I was sleeping - I guess once I got going, I didn't want to stop! Mommy said she was afraid I'd roll over on my face and not be able to breath so she watched me like a hawk all night long. She was already up anyways from about 3am on because my belly was hurting so bad I kept waking up - and ssshh, don't tell anyone because it will ruin my reputation, but I cried, alot. She rocked me back to sleep several times and when she'd put me back down she said I'd roll over to my belly - it helped my bellyache. Mommy wasn't sure if this was ok for me to do but she kept a close eye on me and made sure I was fine. She is now trying to pinpoint what has been causing my bellyaches for the past few nights - could be the blueberry she gave me, or something she ate. Who knows. Point is, I'm a roly poly and thats all that matters right now. I'll post a picture later when I have one.