The other afternoon I wanted to make a quick trip over to Target to get a new extension cord, since I accidentally ran the old one over with the lawn mower. Usually when I go shopping I try to leave Lowly home with Daddy, because she vehemently objects to being in a shopping cart that is not constantly in motion. I don't shop that way - I'm always fumbling for circulars and coupons and comparing prices, and if I can get out of a store in ten minutes I consider that to be a huge accomplishment. WeeBee, on the other hand, loves sitting in the cart and giving a running commentary on everything he sees and everything we need to buy. You haven't really lived until you've wandered through Foodtown on a Sunday morning with a toddler yelling, "CHICKEN, WHERE ARE YOUUUUUU?" at the top of his lungs.
Anyway, back to the Target trip. I told WeeBee I was going to the store, and asked him if he wanted to come along. At first he said no, then he changed his mind, and started running around the house looking for his sandals. (When one lives with a toddler, a good third of the time it takes to get out of the house is spent searching for footwear.) Once he found his sandals, he ran over to Lowly, who was perfectly happy in her swing, and had the following conversation:
WeeBee: Lowly! You coming in car? Carseat?
Mommy: No, WeeBee, Lowly is going to stay here with Daddy. Come on, we'll go bye-bye in the car and go to Target.
WeeBee: Lowly, you want carseat?
Mommy: No, Lowly's staying here. Come on.
WeeBee: (starts fumbling with the buckle on Lowly's seat strap) Lowly come. Carseat!
Mommy: WeeBee, come on!
WeeBee: (throwing self on floor and rolling around) Nooooo! Lowly come too! Lowlyyyyyyy!
Ninety nine times out of a hundred, I have zero tolerance for temper tantrums. But there he was, on the dining room floor, crying because he just wanted to be with his little sister. He loves going to the store, and he wanted Lowly to have as much fun as he was.
Ten years from now he may very well deny this ever happened. So, just this once, I gave in.
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