Then Mary lifted back onto the trailer, because after all the things I had to pack up. Mari went in

I am now convinced that it would be easier to just-caught baboons go shopping with a child as their own muscle. The reason is easy - Baboon is also thought to be more civilized. I do not know how other children the same age, learning to behave correctly, but I obviously could not handle it yet.
First, seashells types we went to eat. It looked like this: I am trying to download ahmitseda own food as quickly as possible, Mari takes a piece of white bread, stuffs seashells types it into the mouth. Take a piece of cucumber. seashells types Stuffs mouth. Take a piece of chicken, stuffs mouth. Then you have a mouth full and no more volume. It drives the angry lady - she wants to accommodate MORE SAIA. Then he tries to mouth full of weeping a little and if it fails, it spits a mouthful ilase down and puts into the mouth of a new piece of white bread. Then the cries that can not be dropped bite to eat. I give him a new piece of chicken. It throws it in my face. The third piece of chicken puts into the mouth, but when I blinked for a moment, he is taken out of its mouth and put in my coffee. At the same time, as I keep poking the chicken pieces coffee, drives seashells types Mari water around and throws a piece of white bread sitting next to the old man. The latter, fortunately, do not mind, but a smiling, Mary, whereupon the lady makes both Mayan and sweet face, as if he elusees jonninud and uproar as the beast. Until he looks mad glance back at me, a little moth-eaten food in your mouth spits out his hand and rubs your hair.
Then we went to the store. Mari refused seashells types to no longer sitting in the cart, so I had to put herself to suppress. There was a good and comfortable to sit on it - my hair was holding it as ratsmetest and bellowed "JAAA-JAAAA-JAAA-KLEEEE-KLEEE-KLEEE" over the shop and was satisfied with their lives.
Nor do I have a long way round tuiata to keep one hand on the child shoulders and shove each other in front of a large stroller, so I put the trolley back to Mari and tried to run the store as quickly as possible, in order to meet all the necessary snatch.
Checkout order was compelled to take arms again wayward, since he just started to climb out of the trolley. Off the place can not, because then it just go lippab. So I'm there with her subservience to the cash register tape along the Maritimes after the sudden my lap to sit there ukerdas. Gosh, istugu as long as it is not struggling, and dishes!
"Is it Mallukas who you are?" The cashier asked me suddenly. I still do not exactly understand that if he reads my blog or if he has heard rumors that silkab in round one EXTREMELY EXTREMELY poor uneducated child named Mallukas parents who spare time your child puts cash tapes. Anyway, fortunately, did not seem to displease the cashier, but gave me a pile of stickers because I will gather them. Thank you!
Then Mary lifted back onto the trailer, because after all the things I had to pack up. Mari went into hysteria and tried for their lives struggling to get out of the chariot. Here, a lovely seashells types old couple came to me for help, who then began my aunt and uncle cram things in a bag and fell into the arms of Mary grabbed her nunnutama.
But the success of primitive man to beat. He can never be sure thing, just as long as you have a very, very, very thick skin to be. And fortunately, the majority of the people on your shopping there either, a) it has already been through, or b) aware of why this is so and abandoned the mind. All kinds of crooked-looking piffidele not make sense to pay attention to until at least trying to himself.
So good to read that someone else like a child, I now boyfriend for 3 and will thankfully things more accountable and sits there poekäru dedicated place quite nicely, but out of spite in the mood to be once again and then also trying swift shop to get away, and being from about the time when it was years, every time I thought that this is the last time, but no where I'll leave, and he still got to eat Well, for example, seashells types when he was about 2, then one day we went to the store and chose a small car, shortly after it's no longer seashells types a fit and He threw it down and put it in a wide arc as bellow, I got so angry, I put the car back and said I did not buy anything, but he had, after all, it is still needed. Well, that's yell was still decent for that followed, and fruit stalls between threw herself down and stubbornness, the arms of a wanted, then threw the probe or test stick and screamed even louder, mutikesed looked frown upon the eye, but what I do was screaming away and calmed down, and sat down again poekärusse , after some time came, of course, a new gripe, but not so scary. This is by far the worst gear shop. Surely seashells types it is better to have a triple well, now we already had u-month period, where everything has to do yourself, and your will is expressed jonniga, being bandied things. If you are in the mood of spite, it recalls all the things that are forbidden, and snatches up a quarrel, in addition to it, we like turbo-rabbit, always in motion. If you look for a weekend during the week, the weekend'd been recruited to become kindergarten teachers say he is a very good kid, eating properly, etc., It also offers a home dual plane
... And say that children are people, after all, is a differ- different! Some are calm, crafts the corner, the second is like a spark of fire, all the time teg