Grass is yucky

So I thought this was pretty funny. We went to the park the other day just to hang out and play. Darren and I had a Frisbee we were throwing and I thought Brookelyn would crawl after us while we played. So I set her a little bit away from where we were playing. The whole time we played she just sat there, very contently. We thought it was because she had just woke up from a nap. But really it was because she didn't want to touch the grass. She would stick her hand out to crawl forward but the grass would poke her hand and she didn't like that. Later we put her on the blanket and she did the same thing. She would crawl to the edge of the blanket then as soon as her hand touched the grass she would just stop and not move. I guess we found our baby gate. If only we had grass in our yard, or at the top and bottom of the stairs, it would be great.