I don't know about ya'll but I LOVE Daylight Savings Time. It means that I get to come home from work and play outside with Abby.

Since the bubble machine is fixed, Abby is loving it.

All she wants to do is grab them.

I also bought her a ball. In Kmart, she was loving it. As soon as we got home and I put it on the kitchen floor, little gal ran like she was going to get attacked by it.

But outside, she tends to enjoy it more. I tried to get her to kick it, but that was not happening.

She pretty much spent the whole time in this
position. At first, I thought she was, uh, doing her business. But apparently not, I am not sure what she was doing.

I get home today from work and Daddy had kicked the ball over the fence into the neighbor's yard. Sigh. I guess I will have to go beg for it back later.
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