Wherever there is a gathering of people, there's law enforcement. It's as certain as the sun rising in the morning and Mila waking up at 4:30 am because she will positively not survive another moment without a drink of water. There's another thing that is becoming certain - Mila will approach and talk to the law enforcement assigned to stand guard at gatherings of people.
The first time it happened was a few weeks ago. We were downtown for a Pirates game and Mila just couldn't mind her own business while we waited for the little white man to light up and tell us to cross the street. She started a conversation with the police officer also standing on the corner, but I suppose "conversation" is a bit strong of a word. It was a one-sided conversation.
The next time it happened, we were at the mall. Mila took off running while I was trying to walk this way because that way there was a police officer. She had things to say to him.
It happened again this weekend. When we were at the little fair waiting in line for funnel cake, Mila chatted up a police officer. Once again she had all sorts of things to say.
Well, one thing. She had one thing to say. "Can I have candy, please?"
It's the same thing she has asked every police officer she has seen for a month now. She boldly approaches members of law enforcement and politely asks them to hand over some candy. It's the most confusing thing ever, except that it's not. At all.
Mila's exposure to emergency response personnel, from police officers to firemen and all of the things in between, comes via her sister. Her sister has a habit of being in every little towny parade there is. All of them. That means Mila sees every towny parade there is. You know what the point of a parade is if you're a preschooler?
Candy.
Candy is the point.
So basically what I'm saying is that for now, Mila thinks law enforcement exists to throw candy out the car window to her. When they don't, she politely begs. So ... how long until she finds out the hard way that the police officers of the world don't actually exist to keep her high on sugar?
