Picking flowers

We were at another ball game and Lotta was supposed to be playing on the playground.  I could not find her anywhere and then, out of the corner of my eye I found her.  She was picking "blowers" (dead dandillions) way out in the fields.  It was so cute, watching her run from flower to flower.

 When we got home, Brennen lost his first baby tooth!  He was so happy and proud:)