Hanging Out.

We have had a pretty quiet weekend, mostly because I've been felled by mastitis. I feel like a hot bag of garbage, but the good news is that it doesn't bother Ellie at all, and she has no problems nursing. Of course, nothing ever bothers the baby as much as it bothers me, ha! We took advantage of the grandparents, who were more than happy to play with Elizabeth and relax with Tim while I laid in bed and alternately boiled and froze. AWESOME.

This weekend we took apart and put away her playmat, since she doesn't really lay down and play in it anymore. And it's easier to sit her on just a regular blanket when she's hanging out in the living room, since the playmat isn't supposed to go in the dryer, and babies are kind of messy. Of course, we packed it away on Saturday, and on Sunday, she pooped out the side of her diaper and on to the blanket. You'll show us, won't you kid?

Here she is, hanging out with her daddy-o!