That's a bubble fan on the corner of the table, and Lyla had an ill-conceived idea that she was going to pour bubble mix into the fan and then blow all sorts of delightful bubbles with it. So I told her to rub it in, and that's how the table got washed.
You can probably tell just by looking at the photo, but in it we are withholding a banana from Rowan. I believe the exact parenting strategy is called "try yer damn meat 'n' taters, boy, and then get yer banana."
Here's Lyla, rubbing it in again.
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