my official re-entry into the terrible twos...illustrated with crappy pictures™
I had forgotten what the "terrible twos" were like. I was reminded today.
My 21 month old wanted yogurt. Or "fogurt" as he says.
So I open the fridge to find three identical containers of yogurt.
So I pause and let him pick. He grabs the one on the right.
I begin to shut the fridge door thinking we are done.
So I put the offending yogurt back and he grabs the middle one.
So I pick it up, put it back and he grabs the one on the left this time.
When he calms down he goes back to his original choice. The one on the right. A wise choice.
He is happy with his final choice and he is ready to eat it.
Except he can't open it.
So I do something stupid.