When Aunt Tara Babysits...

...Clara gets her fingers, toes, (and cheek!) painted.

This is a major achievement for someone so wiggly!

We're in trouble.

Um... Where have the past 10 months gone? And since when could Clara climb on her block box to reach my crocheting things? And guess who can stand all by herself and even take a few steps?! I have very few places left to hide things from her anymore!

I love this little munchkin.