The other day, we took you to Best Buy and you have now reached a point where you have decided you don't want to be held by our loving arms. Now, much to our arm muscles' delight, you are walking through stores w/ mom and dad.
However, you have decided that you don't necessarily want to go where mom and dad go. So, the other night at Best Buy (pause: we (meaning dad) LOVE Best Buy and you will spend much more time there), you decided that you weren't necessarilly interested in refirgerators, washers, and dryers. No, you decied that you were interested in....well...anywhere where mom and dad weren't.
So, ocassionally, dad would redirect you. Thankfully, you can't turn very well yet, so once directed by dad you will go that way for a little while, but, you decided to fuss when you don't get your way.
So dad and mom are starting to discipline a little bit more. No big deal, but now you're favorite word is "no!" But, we don't want you to say "no!" when we tell you "no."
Who is running this house anyway??!!!?!?
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