Penny, Southern US
I have a variety of ages in regard to my children. There was one memorable moment though when my oldest son, Donald, was almost two, probably about 22 months old. We were in Louisiana awaiting the return of Donald’s Daddy from Saudi Arabia, Operation Desert Storm. There was a soda machine in the area where we were waiting, and Donald just kept watching people go up to this box and retrieve cold drinks. He went to the front of the machine and looked to see where the cans were coming out, and then he went to the back of the machine to see where they were coming from. Then he went back to the front of the machine, reached his little arm up the front of the machine and pulled out his own can! I had no idea what to even say!
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