The Caterpillar is starting to develop a personality and it's really a lot of fun when she's not screeching like Satan's spawn, that is. I'll be sitting in my chair typing or watching television while she's wandering around and absentmindedly look down to realize that she's picked one of The Dormouse's dirty socks out of the hamper, stuck it in my hand and wandered off again. I'm not sure exactly why she's handing me dirty socks, but she seems to be pretty serious about it.

She has also started dancing whenever she hears music:



She seems pretty proud of herself too.



Of course she might need to learn a few new steps.



There seems to be a theme here.