Go Big

K-Mum, in a fit of generosity today, promised K-bao a gift. The exchange went like this:

K-Mum: "K-bao, next weekend, we are going to go buy you a bicycle!"

K-bao, after a moment: "I don't want a bicycle."

K-Mum: "Why don't you want a bicycle? I thought you said you wanted one."

K-bao: "I want a motorcycle."

K-Mum: "A motorcycle! Those are for grown-ups. Kids can't ride motorcycles."

K-bao, repeating a phrase from one of her favorite songs: "If only I grew up!"

In other words, she's taken the normal 2-year-old demanding spirit and mixed in sass, irony, a touch of humor and a philosophy of "go big or go home" (ain't no sense in stopping at a bicycle if you can get a motorcycle!).

This spirit was also much in evidence yesterday when we took her to Target to buy a soccer ball. Instead of picking out a single soccer ball, she decided she wanted a sack of balls - and proceeded to drag the sack of balls around the store for the rest of the afternoon.