Today while my mom and I cleaned out a little bit of the garage, Nagini told me she wanted the stroller. Basically, it involves a lot of pointing and grunting, not unlike a caveman or monkey chatting. (“Uh! ugh! Uh!” “You want the stroller?” “Yea-ah.”)
The story of today involves the thrill of pushing the stroller around the house, in and out of bedrooms and our master bathroom and closet and how much fun the kids had. There were tears over taking turns, and there were peals of laughter as Nagini climbed into the stroller.
This also had me wondering why the stroller is so much fun at home, but when we’re out in stores it is the worst thing ever and oh the tears and the screaming that I would torture her by putting her in it!
Toddlers, go figure.