Singing Crayons

Singing Crayons, sounds like a great name for a 1980s punk band.

Nicole spent all day yesterday walking around holding a crayon like a microphone. Immediately after her nap, she wanted to know where her 'singing crayon' was. She picked it up and started belting out a tune. She also stacked up a set of foam floor pads and made a mini stage. She makes us laugh.

She also judges all dresses by how good they are at twirling. She puts on a dress and twirls around, often corkscrewing herself into a pile. She then says "this is a good twirling dress." Do we have the next American Idol on our hands? Or the next Britney Spears? I think I'll let her do this at home, but never encourage her to hit the stage. The bright lights haven't been to kind to Britney.

Operation Wee-Wee Day Two
Three hits
One Miss, but she spent most of the afternoon in diapers because of an extra long nap and we went out to eat. Not brave enough to let her pee on the restaurant chairs.