If anyone was curious as to what a toddler looks like when you are scolding him, look no further. I told this guy not to bite his brother. I told him it hurt brother and was not nice, and these are the little looks I got in return. I’m sleeping with our bedroom door locked tonight. Yikes!

Jackson is usually really good at keeping his glasses on. He knows they help him see, and he generally enjoys wearing them. This morning, however, he was not having it. I took them out of the dresser drawer and handed them to him and he said “No. No glasses. All gone!” as he tucked them back in the drawer. I again took them out and put them on his head and while I was changing Joseph, Jacks actually put the glasses in his case and then in the drawer – an added layer of armor against Mommy finding them! I told him he needed to keep them on and that was that. We packed up and headed out to Costco and as I was unbuckling everyone in the Costco parking lot, I realized his glasses were gone. I asked him about their location and he said “I don’t know! Glasses are gone! Bye!” I found them in the way back of my truck, where I keep the stroller. The didn’t have lenses in them. Taylor and I searched the entire car until we found both lenses and he went shopping without glasses. He won this round, but I am not pleased. I don’t know why he’s extra fresh today.

We made it through our shopping trip, with lots of stares and comments, as per usual. I was pointing out fun things here and there, like the large water rafts that were hanging from the ceiling. Taylor said “Oh yeah! I see that mom! So does Joseph. Too bad Jackson can’t even see a thing because he broke his glasses!” She also had to explain to the man in the produce section that each of my children required their own bushel of bananas because they are monkeys and eat a lot. No argument from me. After spending an insane amount of money, to feed these monkeys, we went to leave. The guy who checked our receipt was very nice and made a nice “smiley face” on the back of our receipt for Taylor. As we were walking across the parking lot, Taylor was studying the face and looked up at me and said “Well, what was wrong with that guy? Was he grumpy or something because this smiley face is angry. He needs to try that again!” Thankfully we were out of earshot for that one. It’s a rare day when Joseph is my most “well behaved” child, but I’ll take it while it lasts.