Looking for the Bright Side

The kids love to play outside. Now that we have the swing set they love being outside even more. It is great that they have something to play on. I enjoy being outside, too. There is, however, nowhere for me to sit and relax outside while they play (well, except the grass which is oftentimes wet). So, sometimes I don't go out there.

Yesterday was one of those days.

Rachel and I stayed upstairs while the other three played outside. While they were playing I could hear the screen door open and close...a lot. I knew it was Matt coming in and going back out. I didn't hear much else so I wasn't too concerned. Then, I started hearing clanging glass. I could tell from the sound that Matt was playing in my flour/sugar/rice canisters. For some reason, Matthew thinks raw rice is yummy. No idea why, but he likes to eat a few (handfuls of) grains at a time. I went downstairs to get him off the counter and send him back outside and found him in the rice. I got him back outside and cleaned up the rice and didn't think much about it.

Until today.

I was on the phone with my sister and I happened to see my canisters. This is what I saw.



So, what's the bright side you ask? After getting the rice out of the flour I now have 5lbs-ish of freshly sifted flour. Of course, my sugar is also sifted, but I don't think I've ever seen a recipe that calls for sifted sugar.