This evening we were getting ready to go to the mall. My husband changed out of his work clothes and put on a pair of shorts. Malia was convinced she was going for a walk. When we told her that her walk would have to wait until we got home, she turned around, rather swiftly I might add and trotted downstairs into the laundry room (I think she might of even been stomping her feet). She looked so dissapointed. She went right into the bathtub down there and flopped herself down and gave a sigh even the neighbors could probably hear! I think if there was a door, she'd of slammed it behind her! lol! My husband went downstairs to try and explain to her that they would go for a walk when we got back and she wouldn't even look at him. Needless to say when we got back from the mall, all was forgiven. She held my husband to his word and started doing her "let's go for a walk dance!"