Oh me oh my, this little bugger that runs around my house gets smarter and smarter all the time. Tonight, I was sitting at my computer and around the corner comes Tater...

"Mama, I put tennis shoes on" and lo and behold when I looked at her she was waring her tennis shoes...on the right feet and everything!

In other news. There is nothing. Tater is brilliant, and comes up with things that I don't know where it came from all the time.

Bathing has however become a full contact sport in our house. Tater until a few days ago was afraid of the water, she didn't want water on her face, on her hair, on her body, she most certainly did not want to sit down! And then, all of the sudden, she has decided that she can lay down in the water, and she plays puppy dog in the water, crawling around on all fours. Last night in all her playing she fell forward and knocked her head on the edge of the tub. Tonight, she was squatting in front of the faucet and "the water is cleaning my booty" and then she stands up and smacks her back into the faucet, leaving a nasty red spot.

Oh me oh my!