I know Christmas is coming...

...because our house is full of catalogues. We don't normally get a ton of mail, but these days the mailbox is stuffed with catalogues from various companies, many of which I have never heard. I really enjoy perusing catalogues, and apparently so does Savvy. She had the Brookstone catalog dismantled in a matter of minutes. I left her for a few minutes on the floor while I got dinner going and this is what I came back to.

Forget the baby toys, the magazine makes WAY better noises, especially when it rips...

Caught, red-handed.

The token smile. I'm sure there are plenty more on their way for both of us to enjoy.