Now Will has discovered how to roll, he just rolls over and over now for the hell of it. The next challenge is actually moving towards things. He’s moving his legs, but can’t control his head and arms yet so his nose disappears into the floor while his feet flail madly in the air. He’s a pretty determined boy so I’m sure if it’s crawling he wants to do next, he’ll get there sooner rather than later.
In the meantime everything’s on a much more even keel, Sunday feels like a dream. I’m now utterly neurotic about wasps as Eddie used to have a very serious reaction to wasp stings. One of the bastards landed on Will today and I went absolutely berserk. Poor Will was so upset, one minute he was enjoying his milk and the next minute his Mother had turned into an insane, shrieking harpie who was slapping him about (I was trying to get the wasp off his front).
My nerves are non-existent.

