I call shotgun!

I went to pick up Audrey this evening at daycare. I was greeted by Liam's mom, who informed me that she had just broken up Liam and Audrey, who were "sharing" a push toy they were pushing all over the room. There's two of these toys in the room, so they each could have used one, but instead they chose to share. Very cute. I think Liam has a thing for Audrey.

The director then greets me with the following:

Director: "Audrey, um, really needs to sit up front during our buggy rides."

Me: "Why does she need to?"

Director: "She insists. The whole, um, daycare, hears about it if she isn't allowed a front seat."

I see. So, I then ask her teacher about this:

Me: "I hear that Audrey calls shotgun before a buggy ride."

Teacher: "Yeah, she gets really upset if she isn't allowed up front. But, sometimes, it's a back seat she insists on. It just depends. We never know her preference until she, um, let's us know that was definitely NOT her preference. But, it's NEVER a middle seat. We all know Audrey does not want a middle seat."

Me: "Well, do any of the other babies do this?"

Teacher: (averts eyes) "Um, no. Just your daughter."

A spitfire. That's what we have on our hands. A spitfire.