The other morning Dan was out of town.  I was getting the girls up by myself and getting ready.  I just got off crutches so I walk really slow.  I was making great time.  Daniley got up with a smile on her face.  I left her upstairs to use the bathroom. Then suddenly:  trouble.  Daniley is upstairs crying, screaming.  I can tell something is bad wrong.  I ask her 2 or 3 times what the problem was but she was crying so much that I couldn't understand.  Finally I went upstairs, and she was standing at the top.  Here's the situation:  "My washing machine doesn't have any buttons on it!!!"  (Pottery Barn play front loader system--KNOBS ONLY.  How dare they not put buttons?)  She cracks me up sometimes.  LOL.