Rolling under in Confessions

This is what little man g has been up to. Or rather, under.

I have had to rescue him from rolling underneath the table...

and his bouncer. He is growing up WAY too fast and while I am trying to be the encouraging cheerleader as he rocks and scoots back,
I am not rushing for him to crawl.

In other news: A Confession
I eat ice-cream with a fork,
right out of the carton

and I pick out all the "chunky" parts.
If the ice cream doesn't
have chunks, I don't waste my fork's time.

With the
occasional ms. vanilla exception.:)