Morning at the MOA

We've gotten back into a routine of going out to the MOA to walk on Sunday mornings. We try to get there about an hour before the stores open. That means that it is just us and the other mall walkers. The place gets busy right about the time we're ready to leave and that suits us just fine.
Since we're there often enough, we've gotten a family pass to Underwater Adventures. Relia refers to it as 'her fish'. If we miss the timing we have to tell her that the fish are still sleeping. She has taken this to heart and worries about whether they're getting enough rest.
One strange thing has happened; Relia has made friends with Sharky, my nemesis. When she sees him walking in the hall she gets excited and runs up to hug him. This morning they traded high-fives and danced together for a bit. I still don't trust him but what can you do?
She has adopted another pet there, an animatronic snake at Rainforest Cafe. It hangs from the ceiling and moves its mouth with an almost hissing noise. She loves this snake. You'd think something like Build-A-Bear would get her notice. Not when a moving snake is around!
Going home means driving past Ikea. Which means we have to explain to her that we're not going to stop (at least when I'm driving). Then we play games regarding her strong desire to fall asleep in the back of the car.
It's a lovely tradition.