driving.

hollis is insistent about getting himself into the car these days. as in, if i don't let him do it himself, he goes into an intense rage and flings his body around like i'm trying to put him into a furnace of some sort.

it also takes him like 10 minutes (or more) to climb up, play with all the buttons, pick out his books, etc, so the other day i made sure he was almost in then ran back inside to grab the rest of all the things that i schlep everywhere (water bottles, work bag, purse, workout bag, kids lunches, my lunch, extra clothes, diapers - seriously i need a sidecar for our gear it seems). when i came back out, he had somehow managed to hop the console and land in the drivers seat. he was extremely pleased with himself and extremely displeased with me when i "helped" him move his body to the back.