He loves to stick his tongue out. He plays with it, rolls it, and blows lots of raspberries.
When he gets tired he makes these high pitched screams, but the minute you put him in his bed, he stops, rolls over, and lets out a huge sigh.
He also screeches when the boys aren't giving him his space.
He loves to play with the grass. I'll try to put him on a blanket, but he rolls off as fast as he can and tries his hardest to grab the grass.
He's trying to crawl. He can get up on his hands and knees and rock back and forth a couple of times before face-planting right back to the ground.


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