Tantrum Time

Grady tried to crawl outside by himself yesterday. Six more inches and he would have made it. I guess it was a tease to let him get almost there, but I whisked him away at the last second and he was mad. Furious. Madder than he has ever been with me. I put him on the floor and tried to give him his juice and he picked it up and threw it. Then he assumed his frustrated/mad/tantrum position. You can see it above. Head on the floor crying. So I took a picture and tried really hard not to laugh. He will thank me one day. It is a scary world out there for a one year to venture into alone.