A cheerios adventure

 

Now, how do I get those cheerios that I love so much form underneath the table. I can see them but not touch them. To add, Dixie loves cheerios. She knows exactly which cupboard they are in. She walks up to the cupboard, points to the door and says "Da! Da! Da!". When I open, she quickly walks over to the couch table. Taps on the table and says "Da!". A handful of cheerios are placed on the table. We call it her snack bar. 

It's really tricky to get them from underneath...

Oops! They fell to the floor. 

Darn it, they stick to the socks. No, she doesn't swear yet. That's my interpretation looking at her facial expression.

I better sit down on the floor to eat the cheerios. When they are all gone. We start over again. I love her.