Avery doesn't like tummy time. I suppose not many babies do. I know Cohen didn't. But it's gotta be done. And I don't do it enough. Is it bad that I like a sad baby face? It's precious. I don't torture her, but I can't help myself.
Yesterday I put her in the Bumbo for the first time. She screamed at first. But then I think she realized she was sitting up (her fave position) and it wasn't so bad. She sat there content, drooling away. I'm looking forward to her trying out the jumper. But not yet.
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