And then Owen wanted to go up in the elevator, and I made what was probably a mistake in saying no, since I thought Sean was about to come out of the store with his sneakers. And then once I had said no, I didn’t want to go back on my word, so I had to suffer through another prolonged tantrum. But then Sean emerged and up we went and Owen got to ride on the merry-go-round that is in the mall. (And as I write this, I hear people say maybe we shouldn’t have rewarded him with a ride after his two tantrums? And maybe we shouldn’t have, except that I don’t think he is quite at the age where he can make/understand the connections. Soon.) He sat on the horse with me standing next to him, and alternately said Weeeeeeeee!” and “good girl!” to the horse. He’s polite that way.
Here are some pictures of Owen in the mall with Susan later in the week. Apparently he threw many pennies into the fountain and Susan’s keys, which were retrieved.