She's not.
She's making "hot" tea for her and her "guests" to have a tea party.
She's carefully stirring duck soup to feed to our dog Lulu.
She's mixing a mud pie.
She's gently wetting the leaves so that they will be clean.
She's pouring each drop of medicine precisely in the next cup so as to only fill it up until the top bubbles over.
She's expanding her little brain with every second she is playing with that magical water and creating whole worlds and scenarios. Her little brain is amazing. Her her little brain is wonderful. And she's all mine.
