Just last night I was telling my sister how Tristan rolled from his back to his belly three times and then quit as if to say, "This isn't all you said it would be. I quit."
Well, just now I put him on a blanket on the floor on his belly and ran to the restroom really quick. He started crying while I was in there so I rushed back and the punk was on his back.
Apparently he likes to do new tricks when we aren't looking.
Another milestone. My little baby is growing up. Excuse me while I go cry.