Nearing the ripe old age of one, Baylor has a strong hatred for staying still. She is constantly wanting to move and explore. She tires easily of not only toys, but also of rooms and even our entire house. If we don't go somewhere every couple of days she transforms into Grumpy Baylor and our happy lives become much less so.
This past Sunday we went out to a village for the day. Baylor loves going to to the village. There are chickens and goats to chase, yummy food to eat, and lots of new people to play with. We assume she's going to come home dirty no matter what we do, so we just put her in old clothes and let her roam-supervised, of course.
After worship under a mango tree we were just sitting around and so I let Baylor go off to play in the fields with some kids. A little while later I went to check on her and found her giggling loudly, happily playing with a big old chunk of cow poop. Fantastic. It was at least mostly old and dried out. And she also had her pacifier in her mouth so the exciting new toy stayed on her hands.
There are just some things I wish she would be content not to explore.
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Anna Rose did some fresh doggie poo at about that same age. We were downtown at a park and I used about 35 wet wipes.
ReplyDeleteOur girls sound so similar in their curiosity and active nature. Love you guys. We pray for baby baylor in africa every night. Maybe we'll throw up a prayer for cleanliness.
Nothing quite like growing up in the country! :-)
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