The latest episode was with a bag of flour left a little too close to the edge of the counter one day. She tore into it and downed a few gulps before realizing that its just flour and there isn't much to it. Blech.
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The other day, Kate made us pancakes for breakfast. They were good but she made too much so I gave one of them to the dog and he loves pancakes, or any type of bread. I took my iPhone out and recorded it:
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