Needless to say, many tears later and a whole lot of kicking and slapping later, we had to leave the car.
Then what happens? Our local CVS has the stinkin cars attached to shopping carts. So the act starts all over again.
With sobs of true desire we called dad. Amelie said "daddy, car, car, car, daddy. And that's all it took. Ben picked one up on the way home, assembled it during nap time and alas, she is in pure joy. It's the first thing she thinks about when she wakes up and is the last thing she thinks about when she goes to bed. She is one very VERY happy girl.
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