I was in the kitchen Saturday afternoon making lunch for myself. Maggie had just finished hers and I had
In hindsight, it had gotten pretty quiet, but Maggie isn't crawling yet, so I didn't think it meant anything. I ignored the quiet.
Well, for someone who is "non-mobile", the Doodle sure can get around!
I came into the living room with my lunch, checked her mat and immediately thought, "Hey, there's no baby."
That's right. I said there was no baby.
No Baby!
I looked around to see what had become of my "non-mobile" child (you are noting the sarcasm in that, right?), and this is what I saw:
Maggie managed to scoot herself (backwards?) off of her mat and under the tree. Where she was, apparently, totally content.
Makes a sweet little gift, huh? :)
