Miscellany

Greta dances on command now. We sing: "Dancing, dancing, dancing all around..." And she twirls and twirls and twirls.

She also plays an abbreviated version of "Ring around the Rosie," in which you join hands with her, start to move in a circle, and she immediately, "falls down!"

She's enjoying the occassional trip on my shoulders as well, which pleases me. I have fond memories of riding on my father's shoulders as a kid.