Oh look! A dandelion!
How can I get that goodness in me?!
I'll reach with this hand and counter-balance with that hand.
Got it! Now live footage of the aftermath!
This is what my eyes do when Baba says "Where's Babaaa?" in a gruff voice. I'm smiling, trying to find him. (above)
And then after the brief, sweet little downpour, when I'm falling asleep and the sun peaks back out one more time before going behind the mountains in the west...Baba goes outside once more: