Pushing Up

For weeks and weeks and weeks, tummy time looked like this:

Ephram would get so excited about being able to leverage the floor to get his whole fist into his mouth, that he couldn't be bothered with trying to do anything.  I tried not to worry about it, but as the weeks wore on, I started to wonder if he was ever going to do what he was supposed to do!  When he was 11 weeks old, he finally started pushing his head up at a 45 degree angle, but it took a lot of coaxing to get him to do it for me before he'd go back to shoving his fist in his mouth.

Then, one day he started to look like this instead:

No fist in mouth!  And actually interested in what is going on around him!

What is he looking at in these pictures?  Me and Charlie, singing songs with hand gestures.  Popcorn Popping, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and the Itsy Bitsy Spider are his favorites.  We've been doing this for weeks, possibly months, but when he was fourteen weeks old, he decided he wanted to see us better and...

Voila!  We also found that he loved to stare at himself in the snail the Easter Bunny brought him.

Now he will not put his head back down!

And this next picture gives me glimpses of a possible future army crawl...

I think our days of immobility are fast coming to a close.  Time to baby proof!