Oh, and the weeble chair

I have to write this down before I forget. Roxanne made me laugh so hard I cried tonight. She was in one of her wild moods where she was marching around and playing with things for just a minute or two before moving on to something new, when I saw her pick up a tiny plastic rocking chair, that is made for her Weebles. It's probably 2.5 inches tall. She set it down gently on the floor next to the big red chair where Justin was sitting, and then stood back up and turned her back to it. She started backing up and trying to sit down, and I finally realized that she was actually trying to sit on the Weeble chair. I kept watching as she was standing back up and moving the chair to try and get it placed right where it needed to be, but somehow missing it each time she sat down. Finally, she was still keeping her back to it (she always backs up to sit down) she started bending over and looking between her legs to make sure she was lined up with the chair. She was so determined! Finally, she sat on it, and promptly started crying. I guess I should have intervened sooner, but it just didn't occur to me that she would actually aim it right, or that it would hurt her little bottom when she did sit down. Sorry Roxanne. Still, it was funny. One of many moments where you think how much you would love to know what goes on in their little brains...