We went for a playdate yesterday, and Margaret and M had a fun time. I’m assuming that M’s sister J did as well, but she’s just a little older than Ellie, and doesn’t express her opinion as well as either 2-year-old.
Anyway, giraffes were exchanged, as is customary.
And then the older girls did tummy time, for some reason that I don’t quite get, but there you have it.
And Margaret practiced rolling over.
Ellie, in the meantime, had decided that she had never had a diaper blowout, but one has to start somewhere. And so she did. And then, once I had cleaned the remnants OUT OF HER HAIR, she promptly fell asleep, because the effort had been so great.
Because when you go to someone’s house for a playdate, passing out in their bed is really the best way to so things.
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