Yesterday Sammy took Rory to KB toy store at the outlet mall. When I met him over there, Rory was pushing a play shopping cart around and going up to almost every toy she saw saying "how cute!" He said she had been doing that the whole time they were in the store. She was having a hard time trying to decide between a play baby stroller and the shopping cart. She just liked pushing something. We got the shopping cart and Sammy got a Lite Brite for himself, I mean for Rory.
Today Rory and I were driving in the car the Walmart, which she proudly announced as we drove up. We have a music CD from our music class that we usually listen to in the car. I was getting a little tired of listening to it, so I turned on the radio. She loudly said, "don't like it, Mommy." I switched the station a couple of times, but she continued to say "don't like it." She also directs me to "turn on, Mommy" if the volume is not loud enough. At least, she knows what she wants, right?
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