Nico had an off day. Actually, it really kind of stunk for him. He's not sleeping well, is starting to get a cold and was crabby as all get out all. day. long. Thus, I was weary when it came time to head to Target for grocery shopping. I had no idea what we were going to get from him.
I take that back. I knew exactly what we were going to get...a little boy who did not want to ride in the cart, cooperate, or have anything to do with being in a grocery store. This was a little boy who wanted to run, crawl, roll and slide down each aisle, touch everything he passed, lick the freezer doors and go into full backward arch pose when I picked him up.
It's ok though. The shopping got done, no one was harmed and Nico used up a ton of energy running across the store. Not much more I can ask for. :)
And for this, I am thankful.