So there we are. Walking up to the scene of the horror movie that was yesterday. The dun-dun-duuuuun…grocery store. While some may think; crazy, I like to think…getting right back in that saddle. As soon as we got out of the car Jp begins right away with not wanting to hold my hand in the parking lot. Ah, toddler independence rears it’s ugly head.
I pick him up. This is a solo trip. There is no give, no one to do the shopping if things get hairy. I have to stay strong and consistent. Jp looks at me, pouting, and says, “Want get down”. I reply, “No way, buddy, you’re not holding hands and that is….”, I stop, take a deep breath and take in what just happened.
Jp just used his first completely organic, self formed sentence.
Wha?????? I couldn’t believe it. I shook my head a little, just to see if I was dreaming. Did I just hear correctly? “Want get down.”, he whined, sticking his lip out in that way that only a toddler can and it still be the most adorable thing you have ever seen.
I almost started dancing right there in the parking lot.
He repeats words and he memorizes phrases. I absolutely never ask him if he wants to get down. If I am carrying his heavy behind it is probably for an extraordinarily good reason. I’m in my thirties, for crying out loud, my back kills after a day of holding him more often than I am not. So, no, I never –ever– ask him if he wants to get down. This one is not a repeat and he certainly did not memorize it. He actually formed his first original sentence all by himself.
I hugged him until he pushed me off.
From there we trucked all over the parking lot to find his “favorite” car cart (the red one with flames that looks like Lightening McQueen) and then straight to the toy aisle for a brand new ball. Needless to say, this store trip was the highlight of my day instead of the low point. Maybe even the highlight of my whole week.
What has two thumbs and finally feels like all of the hard word is starting to pay off? This mamma!
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