So the truth is out.  After weeks of trying to catch him in the act, our little cub finally exposed himself.  For what felt like forever, he has swiftly and secretly performed the act twice while our backs were turned evading our heart’s desire.  Despite prompting with cheers and enticing with proper placement of favorite toys, our attempts to see Baeron perform his first victorious roll toward independence and freedom have been futile.  Even the great “Toots,” our infamous PT who recently informed us that, “he should be rolling over by now,” (thanks for the confidence booster Toots) only fanned the flame that burned within to see our boy roll.  “Roll baby, ROLL!!” I cried, but to no avail….That is, until today.  As of 4:27 on this 17th of February, 2009, I sound a new cry, “Roll on baby, ROLL ON!