Robots

This morning I was kind of grumpy.  

I was also feeling a little introspective.

I'm blaming it on the rain.  

While helping Hite with a puzzle that might have been a bit too advanced for him, Kinsley kept intruding on my thoughts with a zillion questions. She kept asking me the same thing over and over and OVER again.  I'd answer her.  She would ask me the same question a different way. *eye twitch

At some point I must have completely zoned what she was doing because before I knew it she had taken down the one and only file holder downstairs on the counter and starting cutting all the paper up in it.  The file is a bit misleading because I do sometimes pull out scrap paper from it for them to use for crafts.  

She kept announcing to me that she was making a robot.  Which I kept saying, "Awesome!"  She'd say, "Look!"  I'd glance over and again say, "Awesome!"

Hours later I found this.

That is the remaining balance on a restaurant certificate that has been severed and glued to the body of this "robot."  

"Awesome."