There is a new boss in our house. I mean that's what they say, the head of the household is the one who controls the remote. Well here she is, with her all time favorite toy.
Hmmm.... this is interesting
oohhh... ahhh.... pretty buttons
"Yes, I know it is as big as me... but I still like it."
"You crazy, this is mine!!"
But eventually this happens....
"It's ok, I'm all good"
Oh, and we usually do let her play with it (even though we have spent actual money on "real" toys). We take the batteries out so that she doesn't order videos or change the language to Spanish (and yes she's done it) but she's getting sneaky and seeing the remote is her incentive to crawl. Yesterday (when she was home alone with her daddy) she got a hold of a live working remote and turned the volume all the way to 100. It scared her so much I think she thought the house was falling down. New lesson learned!!
Ok... so in case you needed more proof... This was captured today!!
"What did you say?? I can play with the remote??!! OK"
"But it's all the way over there!"
"I made it."
"The sweet taste of victory!!"
"It wasn't me!??!"