My little future preacher!

So last night was "lite night" at church. This consists of a nice meal, and bible study after. My little man did great through the meal. I fed him his rice cereal and sweet potatoes, and he sat in the high chair and played while the rest of us ate. Ok, it was more like leaning to the side than actual sitting, but he did very well being a big boy in the high chair. He was a quiet little angel. Till the Vicar began his bible study....then nothing would quiet James. Not a bottle, not a pacy, not his blanky....nothing! But he wasn't crying. Oh, no! He was talking and laughing and making eyes at all the people in bible study. He talked so loud we could hardly hear the Vicar at times. Luckily most people seemed to think it was cute. So, who knows, maybe my little man is practicing to be a preacher some day?????

Oh, and I can't forget to mention this: Last night at home, James rolled over from his tummy to his back. This was the first time I've ever seen him do this. And I hope he gets this crawling stuff figured out soon, because he cannot stop practicing at night! He does the "inch-worm" all night long, and when he gets to the end of the bed and is pushing his head on the bars, he cries till I come move him to the other end. He must have woke me a dozen times last night. I don't know how he rests doing all that moving in his sleep. I know I don't!