I must admit, the flour wasn't left out. I took the flour out of the pantry and put it right smack-dab in the middle of the floor so GG could play in it! I thought it would be so much fun to watch her reaction. Would she stick her face in it? Would she try to eat it? Would she slide around like a little piggy in mud? Well, actually, she did none of those things! She was very apprehensive and careful through the entire play time! I encouraged her, "Come on! Get in there! Make a mess!" However, my little GG really didn't like being messy too much! Here I am, wanting her, practically begging her, to throw caution to the wind and make a huge mess, but nope. Not today. She is becoming her own little person and, maybe, that's a person that doesn't like being messy!
I see God in a child developing her sense of self.