The FP Gal is in the midst of a computer switcheroo and that meant a trip to the Apple store today. She had told Relia that a trip was in the offing and there was much excitement. Until . . . well, Relia thought that it was store all about apples. You know, Granny Smith, Red Delicious and (Relia's favorite) Pink Ladies. The poor thing had no clue that someone had named a computer brand after one of her favorite fruits.
Her face fell.
Being able to play with the several computers set up just for little kids was something of a saving grace. She was a little upset that the Barney game didn't seem to have any audio. (I was not.) The Dora game was a little better and she got something of a lesson on how the mouse directs the arrow on the screen.
Felix didn't care for the store at all. He started crying and wailing. The people near us were all either young and childless or old and childless. In any case, there were many dirty looks shot. Then the FP Gal took him and he calmed down. She has the distinct advantage of having his food supply right with her at all times.
Relia had a weird dynamic with me today. She actually refused to talk to me for some time. "I'm talking to momma!". Well, ok then. I didn't take it seriously of course. And it faded by supper time. But it was a brief window to that wondrous time when she'll be a teenager. All attitude and unexplained surliness. Fortunately she'll be the problem of the nuns at whatever convent we find for her at that critical time.