I'm constantly amazed at how fast Mason is growing up...and moving around! I will put him in the middle of his blanket and within 5 minutes he's rolled off the blanket and onto the carpet. I think he thinks it's a game: "How often can I get Mommy to stop what she's doing to come over and put me back on the blanket before I spit up on the carpet? Hehehe." It's hard to be upset with him when he's so cute and smiles as soon as I look at him. Why did God give me such a delightful son? Praise the Lord for His unspeakable goodness.