She found The Pixie's belt.
She was proud of it.
And mad if I took it off.
I had to sneak it off at nap time.
You know, the sneaky parent move?
I was all, "Here is your bottle and oh I'm SO sorry I just flipped you around and then back a few times and don't mind that sliding feeling around your belly, and just ignore the fact that my hand went really quick behind me as IF I was hiding something. I wasn't. Hey, look here, look at my eyes. Nothing amiss at all. Here is your bottle. Here. OK. . . we're good."
Her belly sells it I think.