So at the store I picked out mini Oreo packs and peanut butter cups for the kids. Both something I thought would work for all the age groups in question. I felt pretty good about my selections so we marched up to pay.
Because my son is no idiot, he knew what was in those bright orange and black packages...Treats!
He wanted those treats really bad. He gave me one of those give me the candy or I will cut you looks and then the whining started. After we checked out he spent the whole walk to the car in my arms writhing around like a fish out of water screaming and reaching for the bag my husband was carrying.
As I struggled with all my might to strap the little turd into his car seat I told my husband to just give him a peanut butter cup so he would settle down because I couldn't get him to stop straining against the straps of the car seat. (I know! I suck at discipline!)
How can a child so small be so darn strong? And how can a Mommy so darn
Instantly the candy shut him up, but later as I filled and labeled little treat bags Ian caught sight of those Oreo cookies and it all started over again.
Someday I will learn to just do everything when he is asleep.
Now someone get me some Tylenol, I'm ready for a nap!
Ugh, how frustrating!!! It really is amazing how strong they can be, ESPECIALLY when trying to put them in the carseat. Did you have to loosen the straps a bunch to get him in? Not that I'd know that from experience or anything. ;-)
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