Little Whirling Dervish

Amado has made the move from sleeping in the pram next to our bed into his own crib in his own room. He seems to enjoy the freedom. He spends the whole night rolling and spinning around, covering the expanse of the crib with his little body. In the morning when we go into his room you never know which way he will be facing in the crib. It is like consulting some kind of oracle---what portents are foretold by the direction his body is pointing in the morning? Hard to tell, but today it looks likely that something very interesting will happen in the south.