He made me laugh - my first proper belly laughs - tonight.
We were at Grandma and Grandad's place for dinner. Uncle Michael and Nana were there too.
Mum laid me on a blanket in the lounge room, propped up on a pillow.
I had a perfect view of Noah, jumping down the two stairs into the lounge room.
He did it again, and again, and again.
I laughed each time he did it!
I also made a reasonable effort at rolling.
I can roll onto my side, but I don't roll all the way onto my tummy.
And when I do end up rolling onto my tummy, you can be sure it won't be intentional.
Because I don't like being on my tummy, not one little bit!
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