I came back inside and heard Ellie crying. Matt was upstairs, so I went to investigate.
But I had a problem. I lost the baby.
No baby in her swing. No baby on the play mat.
And then, I found the baby, under the coffee table, of course! Either Ellie was playing hide and seek, or she's getting way too good at rolling.
"Matt, get downstairs NOW!"
"Is Ellie okay?"
"Yes, but hurry!"
When Matt got downstairs, he started laughing, and I had trouble recovering from my own laughter to take a picture and then pull Ellie out from under the coffee table.
|(Mommy, how did I get here?)|