I just couldn't believe it...There I was, sitting at the playhouse in McDonald's doing some bookkeeping while Dylan was having a good time...suddenly I heard a little girls' voice saying over and over, "My Turn, Me first."

 

Away with chivalry and the "ladies' first" era as I heard baby Dylan arguing with her, "No, Dylan's turn...Dylan's turn first!"

 

Of course, she was another head taller than Dylan and about twice his age. so we all know who would come out ahead in this match.

 

Nonetheless, Dylan kept chirping like a parrot over and over until the little girl gave in--probably because her mother told her to "let the little guy go first."

 

Not this Mom--I wanted to see what would happen.

 

Would  Dylan continue to speak his mind and stand up for what he thought was right?

He certainly did and marched ahead of the older girl.

Next, he wanted to play with her.

How quickly they forgive and forget.

 

Guess those speech classes are really helping Dylan with his life skills!