Jack and I went to see Grams this morning.
Jack and I went to lunch at Iguana with our beloved Hannah.
While waiting for our table, Jack yelled "KICK ME OUT!" over and over and over.
Jack threw beans and rice everywhere, proudly and with enthusiasm.
Jack kicked the table and shoved it into Hannah- over and over and over.
Jack yelled at a guy sitting near us, telling him that he was going to pinch him.
Jack told Hannah the guy behind us was going to pay for lunch.
Jack threw a tantrum and I recorded it on video and played it back for him.
He did not appreciate it.
Finally got out of the restaurant. (everyone probably cheered.)
Jack found the one spot of mud on the ground and dug his fingers into it.
I picked him up and he spit on me.
Buckled him in his seat and he fell asleep in 5 minutes.
It's really hard sometimes but could be harder.
Oh. There we go.
My favorite shirt, already covered in spit and queso, just tore.
There's good news too though.
BFF Dave called and we're going to have a drink this evening.
HURRAY!
You will be happy to know- I think the gross water thing works. I've been drinking it for 4 days now and I seem to be much less puffy. Or maybe this is all in my mind. No idea. I'm a girl. I'm delusional.
Jack is very serious about driving the grocery cart truck around homeland. Man, that thing is kind of embarrassing to push around but it makes my chicken happy so onward we push! I think we're way past embarrassing at this point in parenthood anyway.
Beep! Beep! Have a nice weekend.
♥ jp
There's absolutely nothing puffy on you--2 yr old antics do come to an end--hello to Hannah--always good to practice driving skills no matter where it is--jack is so gorgeous!!
ReplyDeletelove, pammy
thanks, pammy! he's such a sweet boy one minute and then a little devil the next. it's mostly entertaining but eating out is when it gets hard. 2 year olds are like Sybil. xo
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