I've mentioned that Greta's latest thing is dressing herself.
She walks in on me while I'm going to the bathroom,
and she tries to pull off my underwear from around my ankles.
She wants to wear my underwear. Um, yeah.
I generally fold laundry in the great room while watching TV.
Greta will snag various articles of clothing and dress herself.
Here she is with her dad's Mizzou sock cap and one glove.