This afternoon Jer put the dogs in their kennel and I laid JD down for some tummy time. He wasn’t fussy at all so I hopped online. About 5 minutes later I turned around and he had worked his way about 6 inches forward on his blanket, but his poor pants weren’t going with him. He really is his daddy’s boy. Poor guys don’t have tushes to hold their pants up!
I love that he’s starting to fill out a bit. Such a handsome boy.