This game is called "find the spike."  Yep.  That is Greta's "fountain."  It is very sharp and it detects the increases the barometric pressure in four global cities.  It does not, however, help satellite viewers get HBO.

Morning Joe ala Bubble Guppies.

Want to know how a superhero flies?  Well, you can ask Greta.  It starts with this pose.........(Notice her hair taking part in the action?  Yep.  Great volume in the back, which helps build the atmospheric pressure thereby surpassing all laws of gravity for perfect flight patterns and viscosity.)

Greta is seriously up and moving!

Alas, I am blogging again.  With the move, rather, "transitional" phase of Dave's new job, we are currently splitting our time between Fort Wayne, a duplex in Warsaw, and our house in Btown.  (I sound very fancy when I say that.)  This is what you've missed:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wuj3oyZRVSY

Yep, it was worth the wait.

I'm still unsettled by the idea that Greta is now a 1 year old, enjoying REAL milk out of her bottle, being able to enjoy real human adult food.  Not okay.  Just when I thought I was signing off on her magicness, she made a clubhouse in the back of Dave's side of the closet.  She found a nice stoop on a pile of his shoes, behind some pants.  This made for 20 minutes of fun (because the marker she was holding earlier became boring). 

Surprising me (even though she totally saw my feet, and listened to me call her name).  Sheer brilliance.

Heading back to her clubhouse.

And this about sums up Greta......cheeky, creative, cute, and Oliver's first mate.  (Please note the upright spikes on the back of  G's head.  And please also note her fat fingers gripping (for her life) the ladder rung.)  This is some good stuff right here.