Too cute for words...

I really need to start wandering around with the video camera strapped to my hand. Tonight, while Jaynie was taking a bath, George kept hanging out on the edge of the tub. This is always surprising to me considering the number of times he's fallen into the tub in the past - you'd think he'd learn. She suddenly lunges at him - it looked like she was trying to drag him into the water to me. He jumps up and runs away, and she climbs out of the tub and before you can say "naked baby!" she's out the door and chasing him around the house. At some point she picked up her glow-worm. So picture this - big fat cat running for all he's worth, being chased by wet, naked baby holding a toy under her arm (think holding the football, running for the touchdown) that's singing "Twinkle Twinkle" as she books it down the hall. Little chubs bouncing around as she runs (yes, folks, she runs now). Cutest thing ever.