Wedged

Emme has started crawling...sort of. It's more of a scoot, really. And half the time she ends up scooting backwards. So when I set her on the floor of our bedroom while I get ready in the morning, I inevitably hear her whining and turn around to find this.


Emme wedged under the bed, waiting to be rescued. We're hoping she'll figure out how to scoot forward soon.

{This girl loves her some sunglasses}