Jo is not one to follow directions well. She is positive that at her ripe old age of 3 and a half, that she knows far more than her mom or dad will ever know.
Today was one of those days where she realized that she really may not know it all just yet.
Elizabeth started soccer practice today, so Jimmy and I loaded into the car with Gabriel and Jo, and took Renee, Delmi, Annie and Elizabeth to the field to practice while we went to the grocery store with the little guys.
One of the items that was on our list was apple juice. We get the frozen kind so we can put it in a big pitcher and water it down quite a lot. Jo was sitting the back of the cart since Gabe was taking up the baby seat part, and she was organizing all the groceries that we put in the cart. Every once in a while, I would see her put the corner of some bag of something or another in her mouth. I kept telling her to stop since the packages were dirty.
When I dropped the frozen can of juice in the cart next to her, she took it in her hands and said, "Mommy! Look! It's so cold!" I know, Jo, you're right. Put it in the cart so you don't freeze your hands.
The next thing that came from her was "Mommy, this can is so sticky! Watch!" and she touched the tip of her tongue to it quickly and it lightly stuck to the can. Don't do that, Jo. The can is dirty and anyway, your tongue will get stuck and hurt.
Then I turned to get milk out of the cooler, and the next thing I know is that blood is seeping out of Jo's mouth and she is screaming!
So, then she is sobbing and wants a band-aid (one of those words!) and has her hands clapped over her mouth so it looked like I had just smacked her, which I promise! I didn't!
But you should have seen the looks we got walking through the store with her sobbing and saying 'I won't do it again! I promise!'
...and I'll bet you she won't!