We spend a good portion of our days doing something similar to this scene:
"Hmm... look, there's my toy"
"I'll try to get it"
"This is hard work! Baby P90x is tough."
"Maybe if I just pout and make the most pitiful face ever, Mommy will help me get my toy?"
"That didn't work. She's not coming. I really want that toy. Maybe I'll try again."
(scoots over) "Almost." (scoot) "Got." (scoot and reach) "It."
(Mommy scoots toy further away to encourage him to roll) "Wait. You mean I have to roll?" (lifts legs and attempts to roll)
"Mommy, please help me get my toy"
"I just want to play, but rolling is too hard. I give up." (at which point Mommy can no longer stand to see him make that face and caves, giving him the darn toy)
Pierce is SO close to rolling from his back to his tummy. I just know that one of these days I'm going to walk in and find him on his tummy (at least that's what I've been praying for!). We've seen tremendous improvement in his development. He's able to get himself on either side and with a little push, can go all the way over. I'd probably make him practice more, but seriously....who can resist that pitiful face? Will you join us in praying that he can accomplish this big milestone soon?