Oliver in the pew at church - playing with his bag of brown sugar - playing on his new foam mat

Oliver spent yesterday evening on the bed with me performing a series of controlled falls.

He would go from his belly to sitting - then fall forward.

Roll, sit, fall.  Roll, sit fall.

It was awesome.  I' trade it all in to be at home with him.

Daddy is home with him now and he is most fantastic at performing the fatherly duties.

I tell John that when the time comes for me to be at home

that I won't do nearly as good of job as he has.

But I'll take it.