Last night, Henry grew weary of his view of the ceiling and, a little closer, the activity mat stuffed animals that dangled over his head. So he turned on his side. He'll be rolling over soon.
Earlier this week Jim said, "look! He's used his hands to pick up the towel, bring it to his mouth, and gnaw on it. That's huge!"
All of this autonomy means our little guy isn't a newborn any more.