Ellie learned how to crawl a few weeks ago... backwards. She would spot something that she wanted a few feet away and then, to her dismay, get farther and farther away. Needless to say this didn't bring the much anticipated sense of accomplishment that would normally accompany just acquired mobility.
Within the last few days she has figured out how to crawl, ever so cautiously and carefully, forward.
Now I find her in the dangdest places. I'm almost always within a few feet of her, but I'll turn my back for the slightest moment, and suddenly hear a disgusted protest.
Now I find her in the dangdest places. I'm almost always within a few feet of her, but I'll turn my back for the slightest moment, and suddenly hear a disgusted protest.
"Aah!" Ellie is under the futon.
"Aah!" Ellie's legs are under the silverware cabinet.
"Aah!" How did you even get there?
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