We are spending more and more time on the floor, trying to regain some independence. And I do eventually rescue her from under the furniture, you know, after I grab the camera.
It was suggested that I put a swiffer pad on her stomach and let her be my roomba. What a horrible thing to say. I would never, ever, use my child's temporary handicap to my advantage. Regardless, you can't get the damn thing to stay put. Not that I would know.