In the mountains this past weekend, my son had several tantrums, which has become standard and SO much fun. On a few occasions he decided he wanted to run out into oncoming traffic, and one time my mom (his Meme) started chasing after him and tripped on her purse strap. She totally wiped out- it was a hilarious way for God to save my son from being smooshed by a minivan.
Another tantrum consisted of Evan refusing to come inside the house when it was about -400 degrees outside, and when Meme dragged him in my his arm, he kept screaming, "STOP MEME! YOU'RE BEING A JERK!" What an adorable way to talk back to your grandma.
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