There was the usual jealousy from her older sister, Peanut, when Spud was born. Used to having all of Dad's attention, it was hard for Peanut to feel totally warm and fuzzy to her new baby sister.

I remember the talk I had with Peanut when we were getting ready to move. "Spud's getting older now -- and the house is just too small. We're going to have to move."

Peanut shook her head and said, "It's no use, Dad. She's crawling now and she'd probably just follow us."