We painted some pumpkins yesterday while the big boys were off helping Grandma. I think it was just a practice session since the little people got a wee bit crazy with the paint and ended up with black pumpkins. Tess was content to watch from her bouncy seat.
Although she did paint one pumpkin.
I'm a superstar!
And then, as if that wasn't amazing enough, she attempted to defy gravity by pooping upwards instead of, you know, the normal way.
She had a blowout clear up her back, which seemed to amuse her.
I didn't think it was funny, but she thought it was hilarious.
Off to the bathtub we went, and since Tatum splattered black paint on her face, and I don't have a baby bathtub, she went too.