Rawhide!

So she rolled over just now. She was lying on her back on her playmat, kicking at the toys while I worked on the computer. I heard a whimper and looked over to see her face-down, halfway off the mat, and not happy about it. “Tummy time” hasn’t ever been her thing, really. She just wants to shoot her arms straight out sideways and flail around. As this accomplishes nothing, she gets pretty agitated pretty quickly. If I put her arms in front of her or tuck them under her chest, she’s content until she decides that flapping them like birds’ wings would work better (see step 1). We shall have to work on this.