A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss

Clara rolled! At 4:19am, Saturday morning, July 17,* Julie scampered downstairs to collect one a-wailing Bird and discovered that she had flipped over in her sleep. (Much fumbling about in the dark as Julie lifted Clara and figured this out, all the while trying to beat the hastiest retreat possible so as to take no chances and wake up Our Hero.) Since then, she has rolled three times. Always back to tummy. We will do our best to obtain the digital proof and post here as soon as possible.

*It may have been Friday. Things are hazy so early in the morning and in retrospect. Julie texted of the big event though so recipients of that text can correct her here if she is wrong on this point. But it was 4:19am. Curiously, early wake up times are not hazy.