I needed a few things at Target after early service today. Jackson decided he didn't want to go to Target and made the trip a little miserable. He cried that he wanted to "hold you" the whole 30 minutes back home.
When we arrived at the house he was the happiest dude on the planet. He has been joyfully playing with his train for 30 minutes now while I have been getting lunch prepared.
The "2 year old phase" is like a woman with PMS. You are fine one minute and then you are crying for no reason- only to be crying.
I am so glad naptime is coming up soon. I am going to bake a cake for some stress therapy.
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