My little smoosh.

Yesterday, my little smoosh was such a good girl. We went to the laundromat in the morning and she was calm and quiet and let us do our thing. She sat on my lap watching the clothes go round and round getting washed, then she needed some walking snuggles while the clothes were in the dryer, but by the time I needed to fold the clothes, she was fast asleep so I put her in her car seat and didn’t have to try and do things while holding her.

Today she’s been a quiet, cute little thing. Well, for the most part. She was crying so loud after her bath because she was cold and I wasn’t dressing her fast enough, so I gave up on her clothes and wrapped her up in a blanket, and she proceeded to sleep in that snuggled position until I noticed the back of her head was wet which I assumed was sweat and therefore she needed to be shifted/unwrapped slightly. Yeah, wasn’t sweat, was milk. That’s what she gets for using a boob as a pillow I guess.

I’ve got a big task ahead of me this afternoon. I have to somehow get Ashley’s huge pile of clothes to fit in the few drawers that we have available. So much clothes! At least she’ll have grown out of some of them pretty soon, that will clear up some space.