Yesterday, Eva reached for something on the floor.
I picked it up and blew it away from where we were playing.
She started laughing and wandered to pick it up again.
She then blew on it and it moved slightly.
She went to get it and handed it to me.
I blew on it and it flew somewhere else.
Both of us laughed at this point because she was so excited.
We played this game for probably 30 minutes.
The thing I subconsciously blew away was a feather from the couch cushions.
She found one this morning and the game continued.
Who knew such a simple act of moving something would become a favorite game?