Everett is so frustrating in stores. In the ergo, in the cart, in my arms, in a stroller… it doesn’t matter. He’s whiny or just straight up cries and screams.
I can give him snacks or toys or things off the shelves or pretty much anything and he just throws it. And then screams louder that I attempted to give him something instead of picking him up and holding him.
So I hold him throughout most of the trips. He still whines and cries and attempts to lunge out of my arms, trying to grab things off shelves. Things he immediately will throw on the ground.
And then I made the pioneer woman’s orange chicken after I finally got him to bed. And it was yummy until I added the orange zest at the end. Then it was disgusting. Turns out both Allan and I despise orange zest!