Yesterday, we went hiking at a local park. ![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXiFcOL0VswEFhlq5KdTvRMEK3Bc6UoApYvmrpb1_Q1LNS1AHP33E32UoNHOlg3ZrRGj0Ui5YipUTCjJX3eKHz7p4TY7dk4BN9pZknsQ66wSafUg8blgit0PwFVAfeEF3jHnc6uVKBtKri/s320/IMGP2422.JPG)
And I have no pictures or videos for this one, but it's a cute story. Katy knows the word "toot" for when she passes gas. Last night, she passed gas, and said "Toot!" but pointed at her daddy. She blamed her toot on her dad! Zach says that earlier, while I was at work, she had blamed a toot on her new stuffed horse, earning it the name Toots.
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Love the beautiful pictures! And I'm with Katy... Mabel and I went to the grocery store last Thursday or Friday where she picked out a card. (She LOVES picking out cards to send to people.) When I asked her who we were going to send this card to (it's a humorous get well soon card - she liked the picture on the front) she said, "Rock", which is how she says Barack!
Hahahaha, we're still laughing about Katy putting the blame on others for her toots.
The pictures are all so great, but I especially love the ones where Katy is staring at her mommy and the one from behind, walking with her daddy.
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