I headed up to Melissa's room to see if she was taking a nap. On my way, I saw Corinna putting her shoes on. She saw me and announced, "I going to park!" I know, in a few minutes.
Coming back down, I saw Corinna out the window, pedaling on her tricycle towards the park. By herself.
This reminds me of when I got my practice guitar Monday. We were at the shop and she saw a beautiful pink guitar. "I want ping guitar!" she told me. "T'es trop petite," I told her. You're too little. She looked at me reproachfully. "Mommy say I big!"
(I held firm, with the result that I had to carry a wailing Corinna puddle to the car.)
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