The life of a 3.9 year old girl is filled with joys and sorrows, triumphs and perceived tragedies, and everything in between.

The first photo is from last night at the Japanese place. The guy had one of the sauce bottles that was empty, and he would point it at the kids and squeeze and the top would shoot at them but be stopped short by a string. It was very funny and, since I knew it was coming, I wanted a picture since I missed the one of her trying to catch a rice ball in her mouth.

So here it is:




And the next shot is a clue as to what she was doing while no one was looking...