Doodles can roll from his front to his back. I’ve seen him do it a couple of times. Yet, he seems to have forgotten how to do it. Because now he rolls from his back to his front–obviously forgetting that he detests tummy time–and then gets stuck. I’ve been summoned into his room more times lately to roll him, in his crib, back to his back. The routine is this: he gets on his stomach and starts to cry; I roll him back; he smiles and then within seconds rolls right back to his stomach and starts to cry again; lather, rinse, repeat. I just hope I can teach him soon that if he doesn’t like being on his stomach, he shouldn’t get on his stomach.
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