The End of an Era

We knew it would happen at some point. We knew we were lucky that it hadn't happened yet. We hoped it would happen, but secretely reveled in the fact that it hadn't. Well, it did. Mason is mobile. It's not yet crawling or creeping, or even scooting, but somehow, he can make it from one end of the room to the other - he just rolls over and over. He is rolling onto his stomach on his own and even making some motions toward crawling. Maybe the idea of getting PT weekly scared him into thinking he had to get his rear in gear. Regardless, Bill and I have decided that we'll probably need to baby-proof the house sometime in the next couple of weeks. Well, it was good while it lasted....