Fit throwing

So, you may wonder what this picture has to do with fit throwing...well, today was laundry day, so we have to carry our stuff from the 10th floor to the 17th floor via elevator back and forth 3 different times(once to load the washers, once to unload washers and put in the dryer, and last to get the clothes out of the dryer).  N. usually loves getting out of the house and doing laundry, but today he didn't want to go back home.  Each time the elevator would open and he would see the 10, he would grab onto the bar of the elevator and refuse to let go and throw a fit while I had to carry him back to our apartment.  At one point, he did the same thing on the 17th floor, until I pointed out the number 17, and then he happily walked off the elevator.  He has become too smart, and I guess he recognizes the number 10 as being home!