We were outside and Michael needed to set Danae down for a minute and he plopped her in the grass and she was absolutely facinated! We could barely get her attention and it took a lot of work. She was mostly facinated with the seeds at the end, running them through her fingers and looking at them very closely. It was so fun watching her enjoy this new discovery! Michael said she would be a good wheat farmer...checking her crop.Scroll to the bottom first and turn the volume all the way down on the playlist.
So, there I was, trying to get some cookies made. Danae had her round of shots today and has been a little fussy...can't blame her. I had her sitting by me while I mixed the cookies, Michael wasn't home yet. While I am walking over to the counter with the container of flour, which was full by the way, I look to Danae and talk to her to try to calm her down a little. While I'm looking at her and talking to her I set the flour on the counter...I thought...until a big poof of white is in my face and the flour is on the floor, and on my clothes. Danae stopped fussing...and I just laughed it off...what can ya do! This is reason number 483 why I will NEVER have a carpeted kitchen...we just wouldn't get along. Michael came home shortly after and just snickered as he asked what happened. I denied having any knowledge about what he was referring to...
