In the Grass

The Banana is finally adjusting to grass. Earlier this summer, whenever she was placed on the lucious green stuff, she’d scream and scream. I think the blades of grace irritated her skin a little or something, and she really let everyone in the neighborhood know about it. Lately I have been able to put her down without any tears, which really helps the prospects of actually getting to be outside. She sits in one place for a long time, and eventually spots a stick or leaf that looks like something that would be good to chew on, and off she goes.