So, I thought this was interesting this spring. My brother has great grass at his place in Phoenix. Nice, green, and soft. Fletcher refused to let his hands or feet touch it while we were there. He would balance himself with one heel, or when I'd lay him down, he'd keep all of his limbs in the air.
About a week after we got home, I was pulling weeds out of our front yard in a rock bed. Apparently Fletcher didn't mind crawling in, walking on, or playing with the rocks. Ouch!
Now that I've written this post, I'm wondering if I already did this. So, sorry if it's a repeat!
1 comment:
Love the grass pictures! Your baby is something special :)
- Sarah
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