Yesterday afternoon, as Julia ate her second afternoon snack (about 90 minutes before dinner), I said, "You're so hungry, you must be having a growth spurt!" She stopped crunching her hummus-covered rice cake to look up and ask, "What's spurt?" Before I could answer, she smiled her clever smile (made somewhat less clever by the rice-cake crumbs spilling out of her mouth) and said, "Spurt sounds like Bert! Spurt Bert!"
Tonight when I arrived home, Shannon told me that Genevieve had been successfully rolling from back to front all afternoon. I accordingly plopped her down on her back and waited not two minutes before she stuck her little legs straight up in the air, grabbed her toes to form a very tippy triangle, and then turned her hips so that she rolled right over onto her stomach - temporarily trapping one hand under her torso, but pleased with the new view. Julia and I clapped for her, and Julia called her "Roly-Poler."