Today I made the wise decision of leaving Sammy on the floor while I went to put Harmon down for a nap. You know, instead of on top of the counter, the top of the stairs, or the edge of the bed. Anyway, I was in putting Harmon down and heard her crying quite loud. I figured she was just mad because she couldn't see anyone in her line of vision, or wanted picked up. Turns out the almost rolling she has been doing lately has led to the real thing.
Also, she is the smiliest ever.