Rolling, rolling, rolling....

Sophia is a rolling machine. Gone are the days we would put her down and come back and find her in the same spot. She is rolling all over the house and beginning to get into everything. She rolls all the way down the hall and rolls into the kitchen. The other day she rolled into the kitchen and I found her chewing on the chair leg, when I said her name she just looked up at me and smiled, then continued rolling across the floor. She cracks us up.