Vivian can roll over. In either direction. She's a bloody genius. Or, she's on par with a slightly trained dog. But here's what Vivian would say if she could type:
I am four and half months old.
By this time, my parents should be able to walk from one side of me to another without breaking eye contact. I have to roll over from stomach on to my back and keep looking at them. And when they are done, I should smile encouragingly and they will high-five each other and call me baby Einstein.
I will love them even if they are slow, and yes - all parents are different. But, it is nice when they hit their development goals on time. Today my dad and mom both did it. Awesome. It's normal for me to worry a bit. Especially about mom.
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