Now I have to mop. Sheesh.

More pictures and movies to come shortly. Very shortly. But first:

This evening, while doing the dishes, I heard a slurping sound from under the kitchen table. Alice was on her hands and knees, sucking on the floor. I gasped in surprise and her head snapped up---leaving a pool of slobber around a little blob of dried food that had stuck to the floor. Her smile indicated she was proud of herself. She's been trying to use her pincer grasp to pick up that particular blob for a week.

Okay, okay, maybe I should mop the kitchen floor more often. I keep it well swept, but I really hate to mop. I figured stuck-on bits of food wouldn't ever get into Alice's mouth. Ha! This girl's gonna wring all the laziness out of me.