Oh, tummy time. Owen hates it. It is torture time for him. It doesn't matter how we distract him, he screams. Loudly. It is actually quite a funny cry, too. It is the only time he busts out simultaneous cries and squeals - imagine a cat fight in the middle of the night during a full moon.
This is how tummy time normally looks:
But, the other day I was wondering why he got quiet suddenly while I was in the kitchen getting coffee.
This is what I found:
This is what I found:
Ain't that sweet?
Of course, when he woke up, he picked up where he left off - the cat fight scream.
Of course, when he woke up, he picked up where he left off - the cat fight scream.