One, two, three!

Katie has started counting... sort of. She is imitating her Daddy to get him to throw up up in the air, or let her climb on his back, or to fly on my feet. We always say "One, two, three!" and then get her up. Katie uses this deep gravelly voice, and says something that today sounded remarkably like "One, two, three!"

Please excuse my huge rear end. I don't think Jared could have gotten a better angle on it if he had tried.


Also, that's not a skirt she's wearing. That's a shirt that Katie pulled out of the drawer and decided to wear as a skirt. She's nothing if not resourceful!