Freak out Friday: Volume 2

It took me a couple of weeks to amass another installment but, here it is.
Mr. Mister's recent freak-outs:

• Because his thumb scared him. Yes, his thumb. 
• Because I wouldn't let him eat a nickel.
• Because I banished him from the bathroom after he licked his potty seat.
• Because Daddy forgot to wave to him as he backed out of the driveway. (He threw himself on the floor in a fit of tears, signing "All done" while saying between gasps, "Daddy all done. Gone. Daddy all done" [Okay, so this one actually did break my heart and I called Aaron immediately on the phone so I could make him feel guilty all day long.])
• Because I wouldn't let him crawl under the shed.
• Because I made him hold my hand while we crossed the street.
• Because I wouldn't let him ride in a wheelchair at Target.
• Because I wouldn't let him use a steak knife to eat his supper.
• Because I flushed his poop down the potty.
• Because Daddy wouldn't let him repeatedly set off the car alarm. (once is enough)
• Because I wouldn't let him eat the eggshell in the compost pile.
• Because all the birds flew away when he knocked on the window while looking at his bird feeders.
• Because we went into Kohls.
• Because we left Kohls.
• Because I took away the pear he was playing ball with.
• Because I wouldn't let him wear the hat in the lost and found at the Audubon Center.
• Because I wouldn't let him throw his mitten down the sewer grate.
• Because the person speeding down the road on their motorcycle didn't wave back.