Carter is all about extremes. When she's good, she's wonderful, when she's bad, she can really be a terror. And she is so funny right now. She has a little jump/dance that she does on occasion that she calls her 'hippity hop'. It cracks me up.
She informed me the other day that "I'm just little, Mom. I'm supposed to spill things, make messes and not share my toys. That's what we do." Oh really? I've got my work cut out for me!
She likes to help me water the flowers which mostly consists of watering the porch, the dog, me the cats, that one rock over there, or anything else that catches her attention. The flowers don't really get watered, but she sure has a lot of fun with the hose. 
It's so seldom that she will pose nice for the camera that I had to quick snap all the pictures I could get. Naturally it needs to be her idea to take her picture, then she's all about it. My little Miss Independent. My mom laughs when I tell her things like that...it seems I might have been a wee bit independent myself as a kid, or still...
In one of the boxes from Gramma Howell, Carter found a pair of sunglasses that she loves to wear. Notice the shoes on the wrong feet as usual. I've been trying to learn how to fix her hair and mostly end up with a little puff on the top of her head that makes her look a bit like a Who from Whoville. She also loves crazy socks. The more flamboyant, the better. And anything pink and girly looking. 
Carter doing a little dance for mom. I need to get a video of the Hippity Hop, it's even better. I sure do love this crazy little girl. 
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