Before we had Easter dinner (ya know, at noon) Izzy was playing with us out in the front yard. She was loving having her bare feet in the grass. I freak out at the thought of being bare foot in the yard because a monster spider could easily eat my foot off. So, instead of passing on my fears to my daughter I let her walk and sit on the grass, and I even took a deep breath and sat down with her. And whadoya know, we both still have our feet!
