Let me tell ya, this tummy business is hard work. When I was a wee little lad and mom or dad tried to put me on my stomach, I would just fuss and bury my head into the mattress. I preferred to either be on my back or being held, whats wrong with that?

Now that I have gotten older, I learned how to roll onto my stomach and then back onto my back. While mom and dad seem extremely impressed with my new skill, they aren't too happy about it when it comes to sleep time. For the past few nights, I have woken myself up after flipping onto my stomach. While I am much calmer with this position than when I was younger, it still scares me to all of a sudden be there when before I was sleeping happily. I end up forgetting how to roll back over and proceed to cry, waking mom and dad up. Its tough.

This coming Monday is my dads birthday so that should be exciting. I know I certainly had fun staring at the candles from my moms cake. I think mommy is going to make a treasure chest shaped cake to go along with dads pirate themed party favors. It should be interesting.

Have a good weekend.