After putting Delaney down for her morning nap, I came downstairs at my parents' house to find Gracie "forted" underneath their kitchen table.
Me: "What are you doing under there?"
Gracie: "I don't like that bug."
A fly was in the house and she most certainly didn't like it.
So...she took matters into her own hands...and she decided where she and her favorite toys would be safe and sound away from that pesky bug. I love her creative problem solving abilities.
And of course she needed to have a snack while she was hiding out in there. Ya never know how long you might have to ride out a buzzing fly.