Today we came home from our time share in Granby. Dad was unloading the car and in true Connor fashion you were determined to help. The only problem with that was that Dad was in the street unloading. You are only 15 months old and I know don't understand why Mommy would not let you out into the street. You threw the biggest fit and looked at me like I was the worse Mommy ever. Of course, as I tried to lead you back to the house on the sidewalk, you were determined to get past me and into the street. Needless-to-say there were some tears and little boy who was drug back to the house...crying.
I know this is just the beginning of me saying "no" to something that will hurt you, but you not understanding it until you try it for yourself. However, in this case, I was NOT letting you get hit by a car and I am sure there are more instances where Mom's No will be the "end of the world".
I love you pumpkin!!!
Mommy
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