Roll like A barrel

He looked so sweet, innocent and immobile sitting in the center of the hotel room’s king-sized bed, but a little voice in my head told me not to leave Trey Davey baby unattended. I gave his some toys and moved to the back of the room to watch him. He sat peacefully and played for a few minutes, and I began to wonder if perhaps I had misjudged him. The toys seemed to delight him, and he reclined on his back, kicking his legs with glee. Then he stretched, rolled on his belly and gyrated for a few minutes. I’d never seen him roll from belly to back, so again I began to think he was safe in the middle of the bed. Then it happened. He rolled from his belly to his back, then over again on to his belly, then again and again. At that moment he discovered how to barrel-roll. Luckily I was there and watching as he rolled right off the bed into my arms. I hope I can always be there to catch him.