Shopping with Noah

Noah signs bananas!
I proudly say yes, we’re buying bananas!
Noah signs eat bananas.
I say we have to weigh them and pay for them first
Noah starts to wail.

I offer a cookie instead (graham cracker)
Noah signs cookie back
I give Noah a cookie
He takes a few bites and smiles. Then he throws it on the ground and shrieks ‘nana! nana!’ (Banana again)

I pick the (dirty) cookie off the ground and put it in my pocket
Noah shrieks and signs ‘cookie, cookie’
I tell him it’s dirty now
He signs ‘dirty’ and I say that’s right, it’s dirty now
He signs “eat” and “cookie”
I tell him there are no more cookies
He leans over the edge of the stroller and spies a box of chocolate chip cookies complete with picture on it
He points at the box and wails
I start to come up with an explanation, putting my hand on the cart handle
He stops wailing, pats my hand, and signs “baby”
I say “yes, Noah is mummy’s baby.”

He beams at me.

Then he points to the cookies and wails.
(Surely this was not an actual attempt at manipulation????)

I give him his sippy cup, he throws it on the ground. (Stupid mommy!)

We get through the checkout line despite the High Drama and I give him a piece of banana.
Sunshine breaks through the clouds and choirs of angels sing.

Then, we have to put on his jacket.  He freaks out.
I put the jacket behind him, over his shoulders
He immediately starts trying to put it on, incredibly unsuccessfully, dropping the piece of banana on the floor
I pick the banana up using a tissue.
Noah waves his hand at the tissue and makes his “i want it” sign he made up himself
I give him another piece of banana, after putting his jacket on
He throws it on the ground and shrieks mightily.
After much back and forthing, I give him a tissue

He plays with it happily.

Until it’s time to get into the car seat.

But that’s a different story…