Whining Animals

The sad part about parenting is laughing at the things your kids do sometimes. We took Jared into one of those glassed entranced commericial buildings where they have the glass door and large glass windows cleaned nightly. On the way out, I lead with Emily and Jared behind and I open the door for the two of them. I heard a thunk (like something solid hitting a window) and turned around to find that while Emily had followed me out the door, Jared could not tell that what he thought was a large exit was a large window and he smacked right into it. The shock of hitting the invisible force field started him crying.

We had to show him the difference between the door and the window. He didn't seem to care much as long as he got picked up.