Zoe was making her frustrated cry in the living room, so I went to see what her issue was. She ran towards me, so I sat on the floor to play with her. She kept whining and shoving at me and then got up and ran over to her stroller, put her arms up and started crying again. Her stuffed doll and sheep were shoved into the cup holders. I started laughing so hard, once I realized why she was so pissed and she gave me a dirty look and then started bouncing on her toes, trying to reach her toys. I got them down for her and she ran to her room to cuddle them.