Moral of the story: Don’t leave your gate unlocked

I was traumatized a few nights ago.

Matt, Ella & I were in the backyard playing and doing some yard work. We had been going in and out of the side gate quite a bit and the next thing I knew, Ella was missing. I "run" as fast as I can to check the gate... it was wide open.

I start yelling for her and "run" to the front of the house, check the side yard, and look in the garage. Matt joins in and looks at the house next to us that’s being built while I run inside the house.

Much to my surprise and relief, this is what I found sitting at my kitchen table.

 

That afternoon, Ella & I had made homemade graham crackers. I obviously hadn’t finished picking up because she decided it was more fun to be inside playing with the flour than outside playing in the dirt.