Nice to meet you, buddy!

While we were shopping, some of the funniest moments of the weekend happened. Here's how it went:

MILLA: (While pointing at a mannequin with no head who was modeling spring fashions at Old Navy ...) I want to say, "Nice to meet you, buddy."

GRANDMA: Well, get in the cart, and we'll go over there.

MILLA: (While shaking the hands of three mannequins standing next to each other at the front of the store ...) Nice to meet you, buddy. Nice to meet you, buddy. Nice to meet you, buddy.

Meanwhile, Cassie and I wander to the back of the store to look at baby clothes. Then later, while we were in the clearance section of women's clothes, Milla decides it's time for more handshaking.

MILLA: I want to go find more Nice-to-meet-you Buddies.

GRANDMA: OK, let's go.

MILLA: There's one. (While turning toward it ...) Nice to meet you, buddy.

OK. That repeated a few times, and then we checked out. On to Kohl's ...

After looking at some stuffed animals at the front of the store and persuading Milla to sit in the stroller, we were walking toward the back of the store because Grandma needed a picture frame ...

MILLA: (Noticing a mannequin ...) Hey, grandma, those women have heads!

There was much laughter. Apparently, Milla was so excited about the complete mannequin that she didn't want to shake her hand and say, "Nice to meet you, buddy."