Felix, unfortunately, doesn't get to spend too much time down on the ground working on the things that babies are supposed to work on (rolling, tummy time, etc) because of his fan club. He gets stepped on, Astrid tries to jump over him (and she's not very good at it), Gretchen could somehow fall on him even if she was standing on the other side of the room, and Holt tries to share toys with him and ends up whacking him. The kids can't figure out why he cries so much when they try to "play" with him.
It seems like I am finally starting to adjust to four kiddos. Although, when I really think about it, I don't think it's been very often where we have to parent all four. Someone is always sleeping!
Happy Four Months, Felix!