We went to the YMCA for the first time today. They have free childcare with a family membership, but babies have to be at least 6 weeks old. So I dropped her off while she was sleeping and came back 45 minutes later, and she was happy as a clam, being held by one of the sitters in the rocking chair. They were all oogling over her, saying how little she is and how much hair she has. It was nice for me to get a little break and I think she really liked the change of scenery and the new people to play with. Or stare at, which is mostly all she does!
She rolled over again last night, but daddy didn't catch it on film. Then he tried to get her to do it again, but she got so frustrated that she cried for a half hour after we picked her up. We gotta stop terrorizing this poor little angel.
Our cutie pie!

Daddy and baby sleep together!
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