sarah, button pusher extraordinaire

Sarah likes to push buttons. She has every remote in the house figured out. She can man the XBox controllers like no four-year-old should be able to. She loves pushing the buttons in elevators. Fortunately, we have no less than nine elevators in our building. There are lots of button pushing opportunities. I may never have to push a button in an elevator or operate a remote ever again. Unfortunately, she also likes to push my buttons. And she is very good at it. And does it every chance she gets. It also seems that I perhaps have a lot of pushable buttons. Like the even thought it was my favorite food last week, it is completely disgusting and uneatable this week button. And the I didn't eat my dinner and am now hungry for chips, cookies, candy, frosting, snacks button. And the I can't possibly wear pants because I might die and must wear a skirt even though I wear a skirt every single day and my mom is starting to hate every skirt I own button. There's always the can't keep my hands, feet, body off Zach and need to constantly shout in his face button. And the have to play Shrek all day every day or at least be watching tv button. Let's not forget the mom must ask me 49 times or possibly more in order for me to comply button. Like I said, I have a lot of buttons. Or maybe it's just January.