The mall that we frequent has a carousel in it. Katie loves this thing. Tonight we were at the mall and JC took her on it. I pulled the stroller up to the fence to watch them expecting to see the usual, her on a horse of her choosing and him next to her. Wrong.
There is only one other child on the carousel tonight. A young boy, probably 5 or 6. (An older boy.) She has ended up in the spinning car with him. I'm not sure who got in first, but there they are. The first time it goes around I hear her yelling for JC to spin them. When she comes by I see the look of sheer delight in her face as the car spins around. She and the boy seem to be getting along well. Except for one thing. As they come around again I hear the boy say "slower". She's apparently worn him out.
The next time the carousel comes around my daughter is laying on her seat half heartedly trying to spin them herself. She has given up on getting this boy to spin faster. Although I heard her trying to convince JC to spin them against the boy's wishes.
She's four and already too much of a handful for the guys. Wonderful. Check please.