My mom came over the other day to watch Ellie for a few hours so I could mud and sand the drywall in our bedroom. She was able to play with her, take her to the park, feed her lunch, and put her down for a nap while I worked. So the least I could do was make her lunch before she went home.
While we were eating, we were chatting about the day and talking about how Ellie has been lately. She’s going through a kicking phase right now when you change her diaper right now. “Don’t change my diaper, kapow!” We were both discussing the reasons she might be doing it and how to get her to stop. It was a nice relaxed conversation during lunch, until…