
As Nora gets bigger, she has less interest in riding around in the cart and MUCH more interest in getting out and walking around.

On our most recent trip, we ran into a little girl and SHE was nearly two years old, and our Nora was just as tall as her! Nora looked at her and walked right up to her and practically smooched her.
Both the Dad and I got a good laugh out of that, and when I said "Nora!", he realized our Nora had his daughter's name! Only she's Norah with an H.

The reason is twofold (or is that two-ply?): She likes the pictures of baby faces on the packaging, AND she can't break anything!
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