Turns

The other night, while getting Clio ready for bed, she rediscovered the door stopper in her room. It's one of those metal coils with a rubber end that boings and recoils when you push down on it- which Clio proceeded to do again, and again, and again. Then, she sat back in the corner, pointed at me, and said "Turn!"

I must say, it's refreshing to have a toddler offer you a turn at anything, but she is certainly progressing in the sharing department. Last weekend at the shore, there was another little guest at the Schapiros, a one-year-old named David. Apart from some gentle pushing or tugging here and there, they got along fabulously.

(Here's Clio pushing)

(And David tugging).

Clio happily shared her cool travel eat-seat with David, and David shared some awesome balls, blocks, and books about trucks with Clio. But the absolute best thing that Clio got to share was David's sunglasses. She thought she was very cool, indeed.



And also thought the best part about sunglasses is that you can take them off and put them on. Again. And again. And again.