Rolling Rolling Rolling

AleVit's increased rolling and squirming and grabbing makes for a hard bedtime. They wrestle each other, take out their own chupetes, throw lovies at me and get all agitated. I guess I should be grateful that they cannot sit or pull up yet, because then I need to push them into horizontal mode as well to convince them to sleep. Tomorrow is the big day. Their crib will be moved out of our room and they will have to rough it out all night long as F ferberizes them (ie lets them cry and not get out to eat or play during the night). MoJo will get the brunt of it as their room will officially become a dormitory. I will bury my head under a pillow and try to resist the urge to punch F and take them out of the crib to feed. Let the good times roll!