Sunday after church as I was cooking dinner, Maren was rummaging in the pantry and found a half-full sack of brown sugar. It was one of those bags with the built-in Ziploc zipper at the top, you know, to Seal In Freshness. Well, those seals may keep out stale air, but they don't keep out babies! Maren managed to get the bag open and dump almost all of the sugar right in the middle of the kitchen floor. Bronco thought he'd died and gone to heaven, and proceeded to lick as fast as he could while I grabbed his collar and physically dragged him back behind the gate.
Maren treated the sugar like her own personal sandbox, and stamped through the sand before running around the kitchen island, still clutching the bag like a trophy in her sugary little hand! She didn't get far, as the sugar stuck to her little bare feet and made them extremely slippery, so she slipped and slid all over the place. Quin and I laughed and laughed, and I'm so glad the camera was close!
Remind me to add 'brown sugar' to the grocery list.
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