As my loyal readers and parents know, tummy time is an important strength building exercise I am not fond of. If I could speak I would be saying: "Mommy, I really don't like this, please turn me back over!" It comes out like "WHAAAAA." I actually can speak, grown ups just don't understand me. Anyway, today's picture shows me giving mom and dad the hairy eyeball about being on my tummy. Note that I am good lucking, even when I am trying to look mean.In other news, this morning daddy and I hit the playground and we went on the swings. They are good fun, folks. The wind in my face, drying my drool. A constantly changing point of view. I highly recommend swinging (not 1970s style) to those who think they are too old for this type of activity. I promise you'll like it. I have a swing set in my backyard for anyone interested.
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