Just got a call from Mrs Gizo to let me know that the HardMan started rolling today.
He was on the mat, with his crinkle toy and wiggle-frog just out of reach. Apparently he had started trying to shuffle humself over, but seemed to get bored with it pretty quickly, and just lifted his legs and dropped a shoulder, and he was on his way.
Here begins the next stage of parenthood. I shall call it the “OMG what’s he got into now?” stage.