Showing posts with label beads. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beads. Show all posts

June 29, 2008

Who am I to argue?

For some reason, if anyone out there is able to further explain my conversation with Nattie tonight I'm all ears.

Nattie: Daddy, Macie is sleeping, can I play with the beads please?
Me: Sure.

 
Nattie: Thanks da-da.  I need to exercise them.
Me: You need to what?


Nattie then seperates the beads out into different groups.  This is what the plate looked like when it was time for bed.  I was informed that she was not finished yet but that she will take care of the rest of them tomorrow.

I'm still confused by the whole thing.