Ethan has figured out how to roll both directions now. He loves to roll across the floor and get into things he shouldn't like cords, Dad's speakers, movies, and buttons on the TV equipment. Occasionally he gets stuck by the sofas or walls or rolls under a table. He just grunts, I come move him, and then he rolls somewhere else.
Good example of what I mean:
Did I get caught?
Yes I did, but I'll smile anyways. Aren't I cute?