Push, pull, turn, continued

Push, pull, turn is still going strong in our house--not so much with Monica, who is now working two jobs and we hardly ever see, but with Brita. Just about every day Brita lays down on the floor and waits to be pushed, pulled, and turned. And then of course it's my turn, or whoever else's that's around. Just in case you were dying to see what the process looked like, here's a picture (from back in the day when we saw Monica). :)