Underwear Flopper

I should take a picture of the following, but I don't want to rile up my Beebster more than what she already is at past 1opm....

Dan left for work, and I brought up my basket of laundry to fold and put it on our bed. I went into the kitchen to unload the dishwasher (which I'm trying to make a habit, rather than waiting until the next morning..) and the next thing I know I see Beebster standing there wearing a pair of my underwear halfway around her neck and also halfway up her thigh saying "Yi, Momma! Where Gak?" (Translation: Hi, Momma. Where's my Gak?- that sticky stuff that sticks on walls that she got from the quarter machines at Giant the other day). Apparently the little Beebster woke up and came into our bedroom, but didn't find me. So, she helped herself to a pair of my underwear from the clean laundry (she loves sorting through laundry with me) and went ahead and wore it before coming to look for me. I could not help but burst out laughing. She's too funny.

Right now she is sitting in our bed trying to sneak peeks at "Greta on the Wire" while humming the "Robin Hood" parade song and still has my underwear on her as clothes. Only now, they are around her arms like a shirt. I've now decided I can't pass on a picture, and the Flopper is always more than just slightly photogenic when she's not supposed to be awake in the first place!

I love my sweet little comedienne.