My kid's crazy.. she drives me nuts by going over to the bookshelf and knocking down every single book there is. I'm totally exasperated, but then she comes over to me with 2 stuffed animals and says "eight foots". The freakin' kid can count their feet! Her "thing" lately is to count. She can almost count up to 20 now, and it shocks the hell out of me and David when she starts counting objects correctly. The other day it was the buttons on David's shirt. Earlier today it was a stack of books on the bookshelf. Now it's feet on her stuffed sheep and unicorn. Of course as soon as I praise her, she goes off and does something crazy like attempting to shove a toothbrush in Matthew's mouth. Argh.. so now I'm exasperated again.