Escape from Grey Gardens

Hattie has gone from fraidy-cat to cuddle-bunny. Her name and demeanor have spawned all sorts of nicknames:

The hat
Hatser
Hattaroonie
Hat trick
Hattie-hoo
Miss Hat
Hatta-hoo
Hat-a-tat
Hattananny
Little Bit
Bitty Boo
Hiddle Hop
Hipty Hop
Hatsetshup (only she's Queen of the Muddy Mississippi, instead of the Blue Nile)

She seems to be completely house-trained, not even one accident. We have been playing ball outside, and she has been learning "Sit," "Stay," and "Come" with the help of hot dog slices. This morning we had a photo shoot. I want a shot of her little dance but she's always coming toward the camera (and mom, holding it) when that happens.

Here's my sweet girl.