Jax has been walking for about a year now, and with that physical independence came a desire to be as free as you and me--meaning, no more walks in the stroller, not that he was ever a huge fan of it before. He wanted to be the one in charge of his comings and goings, and so we really hardly use the BOB with him anymore.
That's until he saw this--
and then he turned into this--
You'd have thought I gave her his Blankie or something, not reintroduced the little-used BOB that he couldn't have cared less about. But of course, now that it was being used by his sister, it was his most prized possession. Can you say jealousy?
Em, to her credit, was a consummate professional and didn't let his histrionics trouble her in the least.
Probably because she knows it's just going to get worse before it gets better.