I was feeding Elliott in the bedroom this morning and Miss Kate wandered out to find something more exciting to do. Eventually I began hearing a weird noise which continued for quite a while and I was somewhat concerned as to the cause of it. I finally concluded that she must have reached the washrag from the sink and was wiping down all kitchen surfaces with it as she loves to do. With that conclusion I continued feeding Elliott and went back to my reading, blissfully unaware of what was really going on out there. :D
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THIS!!!
Kate was sifting the flour through the bottom rack on my baker's rack as though it was white sand. Pushing it around, and running it through her fingers, and having oh so much fun...
Until Mommy marched in...
I exclaimed that she was covered in flour and she looked down at her clothes as though she had just noticed that fact. She seemed a bit uncertain as to whether or not she was getting a spanking or just a good dusting off when I tried (unsuccessfully) to brush the flour off of her.
So after cleaning up this mess I have been walking around my kitchen all day with powdery feet and a rather slippery floor. 
So after cleaning up this mess I have been walking around my kitchen all day with powdery feet and a rather slippery floor. 
So here's a warning to my guests tonight:
Beware! Walk carefully in my kitchen or you may just end up on your seat after walking through the door, 'cause I ain't scrubbing the floor today. :)
