Why is this bucket....laughing???

Meet our pride and joy....bucket with arms. Ha. Rachael loves nothing more than putting this bucket on her head and walking around like a zombie. We have no idea when/how she learned about the magic of walking around with a bucket on her head, but she did, and she DIGS it. She grabs bucket, plops bucket on head, then stumbles around, arms out, bumping into stuff, just cracking herself up. It's a riot to watch!

Unfortunately, bucket was apparently not designed to be worn regularly as headgear and has recently developed a crack in the side. To Rachael's horror, we had to throw magic bucket away. It's not too easy to find a kid's sand bucket in the middle of winter in Michigan. So if you happen to live in a sunny state where stores are still selling kiddie sand castle buckets, pick one up for us. Please. :-)

Rachael's other pasttime includes mercilessly chasing Phoebe, one of our three cats. We cannot understand why Phoebe puts up with Rachael...she could hide upstairs with her two sister kitties. But Phoebe seems to love (read: tolerate) Rachael and keeps coming back for more. She's never growled or tried to bite--she just runs away when Rachael's version of 'gentle' gets too rough. I am so grateful for Phoebe's patience! Rachael is slowly catching on to what "gentle" means...when Kitty squawks, she's realizing that's NOT gentle, and she backs off. It's neat to see her developing what I'm hoping is an early respect for animals.

Rachael is now tall enough to reach Phoebe in her 'safe' place, on the back of the sofa--here's evidence. :-)