It's fun to watch Charlotte explore and discover the world. (Usually this takes the form of tasting whatever is in reach, but I digress.) We were pleased this evening to see that not only is she growing physically, but that she's growing spiritually as well. Fed up with her parents' sluggishness settling on a religion with which to inoculate her, Charlotte decided to waste no more time waiting. So she took her changing pad down from the table atop her cage and converted it into a makeshift prayer-rug. (The industriousness must come from her German lineage.) She doesn't quite have the protocol down -- this shot was captured before she washed up for bed not after -- but she's exploring, and that's what matters. I'll save for tomorrow the heartbreak of telling her that she was facing north. (Of course for all we know, maybe she was praying to Santa Claus and so had it right all along.)
