Venturing out in public with a toddler is a white knuckle experience every time. However, now that I am more experienced with motherhood going out with J as a two year old is not quite as white knuckley as venturing out with a two year old P.
J and I walked to the store in the sunshine to pick up a few items. J in his stroller and he is recovering from a sinus infection. So, his energy level is not as high and he is a bit more sensitive. He enjoyed the ride and provided me with a running commentary of everything he saw.
We were finishing up at the store and about to check out when two old ladies approached J. They greeted him and he turned his face and body fully away from them in hopes that they would just go away. They didn't. They continued to talk to him and attempting to get a response from him. The response came: He stuck out his tongue and blew them a raspberry. Then buried his head again.
"That was rude!" said one.
"That's not a nice thing to do to a grandma!" said the other.
"What terrible manners!"
And on and on like that it went as they talked themselves out of the store.
I said nothing. J is two. No explanation needed.