On Saturday, before things got really nasty with PayPal, Kennedy planted cat grass. A few weeks ago we visited my mom, Granny, at work and one of the other office ladies gave Kennedy a 'grow your own cat grass' kit; mind you, my mom works at an animal hospital. Unfortunately between school and work and more school and homework and then just trying to catch up from exhaustion (which usually takes all 6 of my off days), I find that I am constantly asking Kennedy to hold on, or telling her I'll just be one more minute.
I feel horrible about this, but right now it's just my normal and I'm hoping in her four year old brain she can rationalize this and continue occupying her time with dad and lil' Pipes.
Either way! She's had this kit for weeks and she has been ever asking me if we can plant it. So, we finally did. I also let her have an ice cream sandwich for no reason aside from her asking for one, and when we took a trip to see Granny I let her pick our lunch spot. I wanted Arby's, she wanted Culver's. I went with Culver's out of 'fairness' but of course she didn't eat more than three bites because of that damn ice cream sandwich.
Ta-da! Poor Piper just wanted to play in that dirt so bad, but c'est la vie.
*waiting for grass to grow*
Leia
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