C is talking to herself quite a bit these days. She keeps narrating stories or singing something. She also has a peculiar habit of trying to open the doors with an imaginary card swipe.
Whenever we stay in hotels, C would cry hard to get a chance to open the doors that have a card reader.
Recently at home, she has gotten hold of a trash plastic item, and go around swiping doors before opening them. If we open the door ahead of her, she would ask us to close it, swipe it and then open it majestically. Some times, after opening the door, she also swipes it to close it.
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