Happy Feet

So it appears that Orange Seed likes being referred to by the proper pronouns. Ever since we found out that she is officially a girl she has been kicking and moving like mad. I picture her previously lying in there, arms crossed, pout on her face, thinking "If these people don't quit calling me "him", I am never coming out!" But now that we are referring to her only as she deserves, she is happily dancing around as though we had given her the greatest gift on earth.

Either that or she just really likes all the leftover turkey I've been feeding her.