Amy loves shopping. I guess girls are born this way. She especially like colorful display, like a santa clause, a painting, a bright-colored-bowl, or, even a salad tray with tomatoes and celery. For us, it's a pain, though. She keeps messing with all the merchandise that she can reach, dragging a huge bottle of conditioners across the aisle, banging a spoon on the floor, or licking some boxes. But since she enjoys it, i try to take her with me to do grocery shopping as much as i can, if time and my energy allows, that is.
Yesterday i took her to the sam's. She didn't give me too much trouble. Mostly because she's paying all her attention to this other family. It's an indian family with 2 girls around 8 or 9 and a smaller boy around 5 or 6. Amy keeps following them around whenever i took her out of the shopping cart. She'd wave at them and dance for them. The sisters liked her a lot. The little guy is another story, though. The mom noticed amy and "offered" to take her home. Amy didn't mind at all. She was happily holding one of the sisters' home, pretending i don't exist at all. The little guy suddenly screamed, "no!!!!!!!!!! our house can only hold us!!!!!!!" :)
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