Freak storm #3 and faux poo

It snowed again. No one knows why.
At least I have a snow shovel this time.
And we have electricity!


Erika, for her part, is taking all this odd weather in stride. In fact, what better time to strip naked and insist on potty training a stuffed cat? In this picture, she appears shy, but that's because is about to stop whatever cute thing she was doing and demand to see the pictures the camera has not yet taken.

Anyway, this is her new potty seat. Tonight she spent an amazingly long time shouting "Meow meow poopies!" at the top of her lungs. She paused only to insist on wearing nothing but her diaper before starting a fresh round of meow meow poopies. It's my job to make the cat produce effort noises. Erika will then deposit faux poo in the bowl. Usually crayons or strings of beads. The cat must then inspect his work and ask daddy to clean the bowl out (Dump!) and start over.
Erika was so enthusiastic, that Jackie was unable to take a brief nap upstairs because of all the scatalogical tom-foolery. She came down to take this picture.