Yesterday, hubby took the kids to Taekwondo but, in the middle of class, he needed to leave to take care of something. So he called me to pick them up.
With half an hour left till their class ended, I decided to first buy the beloved lavender plant I had been eyeing.
As soon as I arrived at the store, I got a panicked call: "Little Z is refusing to leave, so can you come take him now so I can leave?!"
I had a hard time containing my disbelief. If I canceled plans every time Little Z tested out his defiant "no!" I'd probably never go anywhere.
Today, he left Little Z in an aisle and went to the cash register without him.
At Whole Foods! The same place he'd broken an entire carton of eggs in one quick move despite me behind exactly an arm's length away.
I'm guessing there isn't a hint of exaggeration in all those humorous videos of what happens when little ones are left with their dads!
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