Morganisms

Mo is getting really good at riding her bike.  We go on lots of bike rides.  Every time we see a pink flower (or sometimes other colors) she has to stop and smell it.  When cars drive by she gets off of her bike and hides on the side of it so they "can't" see her.

We were at Scheels and she saw this mannequin and grabbed it's hand and said, "this is my new mom."  She gets to make all the decisions in the relationship.  Who can blame her. 

She wants to go to Scheels just for the Ferris Wheel.

We have some of these purple flowers growing on the side of our yard and she loves to pick them and play "getting married."  She is the mom/bride and either I or Tom play the dad/groom.  

She sometimes picks the purple flowers to give to me, then picks the vase to put them in.