I played table tennis against Mommy again, and I am getting real good. I beat her about 2 million to 12. (OK, it was 21 to 12 or something like that.) I can pick up and hold the bat real good, but sometimes I like to eat it intead of hit the ball, so Daddy has to help me.
She says she'll have a chance to beat me again when I grow too big to stand on the table and am too short to see above the table. We'll see about that.