Yesterday afternoon, Reagan and Scott were playing outside while I planted a couple of herbs. Specifically, Scott was pushing Reagan around in her pink plastic car. Our driveway has a rather sharp incline, and Scott would push Reagan to the top of the driveway and then let her roll quickly down.
The first couple of times down Scott said, "Ready, set, go!" before letting her roll. By about the third time, Reagan took over the commands, and with her arm waving in time, she said, "Ready, set, go!" This went on for about fifteen minutes or so, and we pretty much had to drag Reagan inside when we were ready to go.