Rolling! Back to Front

So I'm riding the commuter train home and my cell phone rings. It is my darling husband telling me E. Bear rolled and, unfortunately, no one was there to witness it. Two of my fears have now been achieved. 1. I wouldn't be home when he rolled for the first time. 2. No one would be in the room with him to see him do it. :( The story goes E. was in the living room and his Dad was in the office on his computer, Dad noticed it was quiet in the living room, he goes in, and finds E. on his stomach. Dad rolls him back to his back and he rolls again to his front.

I'm so proud of the little guy, but I wish I had been there to cheer him on. I feel like a traitor to him when I go to work. I'm disappointed. It's not like what I do at work matters to anyone, but seeing E. roll for the first time would have been important to both of us.

A gold star for E. and a black mark for Mommy.