We didn't have such luxuries when our children were growing up. We lived in Montana when the girls were born. It always took us at least 30 minutes to get into to town to shop. So we tried to group all our shopping together when we went. One day Becky and I went grocery shopping. She was sitting in the cart and I was preoccupied with trying to get everything I needed on the list. Becky loved to talk, to babble, to sing and make noises so I really wasn't paying any attention to her. She loved being able to see all the items on the shelves and I would occasionally find items in the cart that I didn't put there. I had learned to keep the cart in the middle of the aisle so she couldn't reach the items she desired. Just because she couldn't reach the item didn't make her desire go away. She would beg for cookies, or sugary cereal or other items that weren't on the list or in our rather strict budget.

We went down aisle after aisle and Becky was delighted by all the colors and pictures. She would say the names of everything she saw and was perfectly entertained. Somewhere between the produce aisle and the cookie aisle she began to speak to me directly....."Mom?"

Me: no response, too busy shopping.

Becky: "Mom?"

Me: no response....continued to walk down aisle.

Becky: "Momma?"...now louder and more insistent.

Me: checking list , still not paying attention.

Becky: "DAISY!!" said, in a loud, truly disgusted voice.

That definitely got my attention. Who knew that she knew my first name? I still laugh about it after all these years. My daughter is not a person to be ignored (not then nor now!) Funny how their personalities are formed so quickly. I wonder what little Emma will do to get her momma's attention? I'm sure it will make for a good story, don't you?