You can never have too much toilet paper.

Skylar is entering the overly-emotional-hyper-sensitive-almost-two-years-old stage and will dissolve into a puddle of tears at a moments notice if something isn't the way she thinks it should be. She doesn't throw too many temper tantrums, but she is really bothered by the weirdest things. Like birds looking at her (especially Bernice, my Aunt Kim's cockatiel. Bernice is NOT okay).

Tonight we were reading the book "I Love You This Much" and something about the way the mommy bear and baby bear were playing bothered her and she burst into tears and cried "Noooooo!" Last week she was watching a veggie tale and when Jr Asparagus' daddy hugged him her lip started quivering and she started crying for "dada-poo-poo". That's what she calls Micah, which he totally deserves since he announces it every time he goes the bathroom and now "dada" and "poo-poo" are synonymous in her little mind.

So this evening we took a family trip to Food Lion because Micah needed more toilet paper. Technically, we all needed toilet paper, but someone in the family holds it especially dear to his heart and it might be "dada poo poo". Running low on TP is the equivalent of a national crises in our family. Anyway, they have these little carts for kids to push around which seems like a cute idea, but I always rush past them so Skylar doesn't notice because I know exactly what will happen if she gets a crack at one.

Skylar has her daddy wrapped around her little finger. He let her have a little cart because she wanted it and he doesn't like to see her cry. It started out cute.......But I knew that in her little mind she was suddenly at the children's museum in the play grocery store where she can empty all the shelves into her cart. She kept grabbing things and putting them into her cart and we kept taking them out and then she would throw a huge fit. It was so fun. What a great idea Food Lion!

She put two lemon cakes, a jar of mayonnaise, some fatback and a frozen pizza in her cart. The kid has great taste.
Thankfully once we got the toilet paper it took up most of the space and she was satisfied with that.

Too bad I can never go back to Food Lion with Skylar again because she will ALWAYS remember this and now that she's had a taste of adulthood the racecar cart just won't be good enough anymore. The best part was when we got home and Skylar was incredibly possessive of her toilet paper that she pushed around and she put onto the counter and she helped carry to the car. Therefore it was hers and she wanted to tear it into tiny pieces and make confetti out of it.

So there was another giant fit when dada-poo-poo took it away and this time he didn't care about the tears because nothing stands between a man and his two-ply.