So the other night, she and I are hanging out in the rec room ~ she's down on the floor, rolling around with some toys on a blanket I put out for her and I'm on the couch kind of zoning out on a puzzle. We smile at each other from time to time and she's making all sorts of fun sounds so I know she's content playing on her own.
After a bit I realize that it's gotten very quiet so I look down and the baby is GONE. Instantly I panic, my heart racing and palms sweating, until I notice some movement out of the corner of my eye. I look down to my right and see Maggie happily staring back at me from underneath the couch! She's rolled underneath it and can't go any further, but was totally happy to lay there, checking out a new space and point of view.
Note to self: keep a closer eye on a mobile baby. I really wasn't prepared for rolling!
This doesn't look that heavy...