Today we went to Trader Joe's. Although the first thing the Babe told me after waking up this morning was that we were going there, it somehow took 3 hours to make that happen. She kept dragging her feet, coming up with something else she needed or had to do (put on play jewelry, get multiple barrettes, watch a show, drink a drink, dance a dance, etc. etc.). So once we got in the car, and were about five minute from home, she asked for a video. Well, the ride only takes 30-35 minutes, so we didn't take with the portable DVD player. We must turn back, she demanded. Uh, no. A minute or two later when she realized she wasn't going to get her way, she told us she left her imaginary friend at home so we had to go back. First, she doesn't have an imaginary friend. Second, the solution was in my lap. No, really. I told her that she didn't see that her imaginary friend was sitting in my lap, so I passed her back to the Babe. Initial problem solved.
After taking care of business at the store, the Babe usually gets some stickers from the checkout clerk. These usually get put on her carseat within the first few minutes of the ride. Nope, a few minutes on the expressway she tells my husband he must stop the car. Why? So she could do her stickers. Whether the car is moving or not does not effect her ability to unstick and restick stickers. And no, we really didn't want to stop in the middle of an expressway while other cars were going 60-70 mph. So we kept on moving, and made it home without further incident.
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