Out of his mid-morning pjs and into his onesie (I can't get enough of these things so unless we're going out he's usually in one!). We waited ages (end of July) before this turned into moving around of any kind but for a long time this was his favourite position, until he fell on his belly out of frustration and would whinge away.
We were also enjoying one of our last mornings in our home with the gorgeous view.
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