Ellie has a new love.
It’s a crib mobile that plays tinkly lullabies while pink elephants circle above her head.
And it holds her attention marvelously.
Which means that I can put her in the crib, wind that up, close the door to the dining room and the gate to the kitchen with Margaret in her room, and have a few minutes to make food or do dishes.
And no one will suffer.
(Also, I discovered today that she likes playing peek-a-boo. It made me think of this comic. Lack of object permanence is funny).