Roll to Me

In just a week, Ezra has gone from nearly rolling to practically scooting. He rolls back and forth on his blanket and Elliott casually watches him. He hasn't been too motivated to move. Nathan and I will cheer him on and encourage him to roll toward us, but he just smiles as if to say, "I love you, but I am fine here. Thanks for asking, though." He has such a pleasant smile, that little Elliott.

Well, last night (while I was working in the office, might I add) I heard Nathan exclaim: "You did it!"

And I knew I had missed it. It's official: I missed all of my kids "rolling for the first time" milestone.

As soon as I could go downstairs, I went to congratulate our little champ. I assumed Elliott had rolled to reach Nathan, but was informed he had found the strength to roll thanks to this guy:

Who wouldn't want to roll towards this face?

A Buzz Lightyear action figure was placed an arm's reach and a roll away from Elliott, and he just had to have it. Nathan said he used all of his strength to finally lift his head enough to complete the turn. He made it to Buzz, and he was happy.

To infinity and beyond, little guy.