Ricki’s father recently came home from a trip, and brought her a doll. It really was not such a great gift, as Rick really doesn’t play with dolls much anymore, but he thought she would like it. So last night he said “When your friend Miri (a girl from her eighth grade class) comes over on Friday night, show her the doll.” (He was hoping Miri would praise it).
Ricki shot back verbally as fast as a cowboy with a firearm: “What?!? So she should think I’m a baby??!!??”
Compare this to yesterday’s post. She certainly knows where she can get away with acting childish, and where not….or, to be more exact, where her interests lie.