Every night when I put Isla down, we go through a silly little routine where I grab one of the stuffed animals that lives at the end of her bed and place it beside her for "loves." She quickly picks it up, shakes her head no and points to the back of the crib where the animal presumably belongs. We do this for about 4 or 5 different animals a night. I guess last night she changed her mind as she sought out her kitty and held it right.
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