On Sunday, he started talking for extended periods of time to anything that was near. You hear the "Aahhh" ,"Oh", and the most beautiful sound of all, the "Coo". I love this sound. It's such a peaceful sound. It's not loud or long. Just peaceful. This is only ahead of the next most beautiful sound. The laugh. I have always loved a baby's laugh. It is one of the sweetest sounds any mother can hear. It's one of those things that makes your day worth all the crud you have to put up with during the day. I look forward to hearing what sounds he can make everyday.
Last night he rolled over twice. It was so cute. He was laying on the floor playing peak-a-boo with a blanket. Next thing I know, he's on his side looking at the tv. A minute later, he was back on his back. He did it again about 2 or 3 minutes later. He's halfway rolled over before but, this time he was all the way on his side and then back again.
I know to most of you these things seem trivial. Babies roll over all the time. The talk all the time. Eventually I won't be able to get him to stop talking or moving. Right now I don't care. He's my little boy and he's making progress to becoming a little person with so much personality. Every grin, coo, laugh, and cry shows me more an more of the little man that he is and will be. I look forward to every day with him.