Next He'll Be Doing a Drive-By Fruiting

Micah is getting much better at shopping. I'm grateful for this. There was a time when he'd throw a fit (like any toddler) when he didn't get exactly what he wanted. Now he calmly accepts that sometimes he doesn't get what he desperately needs, and moves on with life. Mostly in search of something else that he needs.

So the other day we were at the grocery store and Micah needed strawberries. Daddy told him to put them back (they weren't on our list) and he complied with a cheerful attitude. He'd moved on to the bakery because he obviously wasn't getting strawberries and wasn't going to stress over it. Except that I decided that we needed strawberries because the ones in our fridge had mysteriously disappeared. I like to make the boy happy any time that I can (what parent doesn't) so I called him over to hand him a box of fruit so that he could have the joy of putting it in the cart.

Micah saw me hold out the strawberries and the grin on his face was huge. He then made sure that he caught daddy's eye after taking the box from my hand because "Hey! Mom let me get strawberries!" I needed two boxes so I handed him the second one. He loves putting things in the cart. Daddy had walked over to the carrots by now, so Micah had to turn around and hunt him down to show him the second box of fruit.

So there. In.Your.Face.

Little stinker.