ROLL, ROLL, ROLL, ROLL, ROLL.

If you didn't get the hint from the title well, he's a rolling machine. I'm using a queen size comforter for him to play on, what does he do? Rolls right off of it and at a lightening pace. I can't do anything unless he's strapped down to someone or something. And I've got to cook dinner in a few? Yeah me. There's not much else going on. The hubby put in for a day position at work and although that means he'll be home every night but he'll only be off 2 days a week instead of 4. I just want him to be happy. Well, I'm off to get dinner ready.