You can bet that if we go to Mom and Dad’s house, there will be a bountiful supply of sunflower seeds on hand. Bailey was having a great time pulling them out of the bag and feeling them slip through her fingers. She hasn’t figured out how to crack them open, but sit around for any length of time and she may enlist your services to knack some zote for her. Don’t knock my spelling, Plautdietsch is a spoken language, so anytime I try to spell parts of it, it ends up looking like a jumbled phonetic mess.
I rarely comment, but I am always here to see what you guys are up to. This one made me laugh. Thanks for that. Love you Kim!