No, we are not trying to kill him for the sake of a few pictures. He needs what we in the business call "tummy time," or he'll never properly learn about panic and frustration. Here we see Max in the middle of moving his head from facing one way, and hating it, to facing the other way, and also hating it. Being on his tummy is, for Max, a time when he cannot see anything, respond easily to noises, or feel sure that he will not run out of energy and sink face down into the play mat. It must be awful. Yet it is in a book, so we persist.