

My brother is the king of toys. Now he like to buy the toys but my sister in law likes to play with them! One of her favorite being their dune buggies. On our last trip down there she took me and then Wes for a ride in one. And let me tell you the girl can drive it! Of course Gage had no trouble getting in and going for a ride, after all if it has a motor and wheels it is his friend! In fact Gage came back from his ride and got out. Then it was Daddy's turn. So Daddy walked away from the dune buggy to get his goggles and when he turned around there was Gage sitting in his seat with the belt buckled, ready to go again. Gage was not happy about getting out.
Anyway, I asked Makinna if she wanted to go. She did but when it was her turn she said no. I could see that she really did want to go for a ride but her "worry bugs" were getting the best of her. So Aunt Debbie stepped in. Now Aunt Debbie knows a thing or two about anxiety, so I think she can relate to Makinna in a way that her daddy and I can't. I don't know what she said or did but in the afternoon Makinna went for a very slow ride on the dune buggy with Aunt Debbie. When they got back Makinna was beaming. She was so proud that she went and her daddy and I were were incredibly proud of her going despite her worries. Later that night I asked her if she was nervous when she went for her ride. She said "No, I just told those worry bugs to 'get lost'"
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