Tornado Taty

This is my most recent picture of the baby Taty. She is starting to walk now. It is tons of fun. Kent thought he could ride her like a horse as she crawled in the living room earlier this evening. He got himself in trouble as he sat fully on her back and squished her down to the floor, but it still did look funny. I had to suppress a grin as I sternly instructed him to quit squishing her. I think she thought it was funny too. She adores Kent, and loves to play with him and get attention from him. Beware though, she has a set of lungs and she is capable of doing damage to your ears. At least it feels like it when she hollers. I call her "Tornado Taty" because she can't stand to have Kent's barn sitting upright, or at least every time she plays with it, she pulls it down.