Last night, Ava and I went on a walk to the lake in our neighborhood. It was the first time she'd been in her stroller for any length of time; it's about a 30-minute round trip. She seemed to like it for a while, but on the way home from the lake she started wailing. Chris was outside doing yardwork, and he said he heard her before he saw us. Poor girl, she's so mistreated.
Today I got out her tummy-time mat.
She smiled and cooed for a couple of minutes.Then she heard the crinkle of the flower petals attatched to the mat, and she tried to eat it.
She got bored really quickly.
Don't you just want to squeeze her?
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