She's already trying to run away...

Miss A is a girl who is on the move. We set up a little area in our living room for her to play. We move the coffee table back and set up pillows so she can't bonk her head on the table and the fireplace, and also to block the areas that are open. It gives her a bunch of room to roll around, scoot or do her new trick, going from her belly to sitting up all by herself. (This is a fabulous trick, particularly because everytime she does it she gets a look on her face like "Ta Da, check me out!")



So today it is lunch time and I go to make myself a sandwich. I leave her in her little play area because she is an independent woman and she likes to think she can take care of herself. Plus it is within view of the kitchen, so I can keep an eye on her. Or so I thought. I come back less than five minutes later and this is what I find...



As you can see, there is no baby in this area.

I can hear her though, and she's babbling, sounding like she's having a grand old time. So there is no panic or anything. I take a couple of steps...and there she is...



Okay, so she hasn't crawled yet...or so we think. So the mystery is how did she get back there? I think she's crawling like a mofo and keeping it on the DL (that's down-low for all you non-gangsta types). We're gonna have our hands full with this one. We may be in trouble. Big trouble.