Reading Body Language

Ivie has an odd love affair with mannequins, particularly those in the Belk at Southpoint, since we park in the lot outside the store each time we go to the mall, thus venturing past them twice per mall visit. Every time she sees them, she has to give each of them a hug and, if they're lucky and she's in an especially good mood, a kiss.

Last night, on our way back to the car after playing at the play place and eating dinner at the Food Court, Ivie spotted these "friends" in the women's department. She glanced at them only for a split second, before saying,

"Mommy, why are they mad at each other?!?"


I vehemently deny that her ability to accurately read this form of body language has anything to do with her witnessing the facial expressions/actions of her mother.