So this toddler walks into a bank...

Yesterday I took Annika to the bank for the first time. All the shiny glass and Natick Center locale must have confused her that we were at an eating establishment similar to our favorite Bakery on the Common, for no sooner than we walked in was she belting out "Eat. EAT!!!!!!" and pointing dramatically to her mouth. She did a thorough examination of all the fixtures, and finding nothing but deposit and withdrawal slips, promptly sat down on her bottom and refused to move. Why should she?