Right there with you.. i.e. Walmart.. 2 year old.. screaming in the cart for the BARNEY CART.. which cost a dollar and I never have a one dollar bill.. I would of loved to walk away that day, but the Walmart employee kepts bringing her back to me!
You have such a way of sayin things. I was just tellin dear husband we are NOT going to have a spoiled brat...but I don't see him being able to "not care" which is exactly what one needs. Good job! I just spent time with three seperate spoiled brats and it is so not pleasant. I would rather see a "fit" then gimmee gimmee's getting satisfied!
T-You counted the words on my post! I'm so flattered. :)
Rebecca--Barney, Walmart--bad combination.
S--You can learn your hubby to look the other way or "step over" her having a fit. I'm the softy in this relationship and Jay was THRILLED that I didn't give in. He did expect it.
Suzanne--Ben wasn't/isn't a public fit thrower, or at least responded to my fierce whispers of "I will pluck out your eyeballs if you don't stop screaming", which Avery doesn't, so it's a whole new joy of motherhood for me.
Julie--LOVE the link, thanks for posting it. Great comments too. I can't get over "jiggly butt" that's unreal. It's the "sweet smile" that is disarming.
Only 14 words and I can TOTALLY picture it! The staring people and all. Wouldn't you like to give them a 2-year-old for a day sometimes?
My pediatrician once told me about tantrums: "That's when you calmly step over them and walk into the other room." Best advice ever. :)
Posted by Code Yellow Mom | Monday, April 09, 2007 6:58:00 AM
Right there with you.. i.e. Walmart.. 2 year old.. screaming in the cart for the BARNEY CART.. which cost a dollar and I never have a one dollar bill.. I would of loved to walk away that day, but the Walmart employee kepts bringing her back to me!
Posted by Rebecca | Monday, April 09, 2007 8:20:00 AM
You have such a way of sayin things. I was just tellin dear husband we are NOT going to have a spoiled brat...but I don't see him being able to "not care" which is exactly what one needs. Good job! I just spent time with three seperate spoiled brats and it is so not pleasant. I would rather see a "fit" then gimmee gimmee's getting satisfied!
Posted by Anonymous | Monday, April 09, 2007 11:10:00 AM
Ah...the joys of motherhood! ;)
Posted by Suzanne | Monday, April 09, 2007 11:36:00 AM
Here's my take
on the subject.
Posted by Sister Pottymouth | Monday, April 09, 2007 1:33:00 PM
T-You counted the words on my post! I'm so flattered. :)
Rebecca--Barney, Walmart--bad combination.
S--You can learn your hubby to look the other way or "step over" her having a fit. I'm the softy in this relationship and Jay was THRILLED that I didn't give in. He did expect it.
Suzanne--Ben wasn't/isn't a public fit thrower, or at least responded to my fierce whispers of "I will pluck out your eyeballs if you don't stop screaming", which Avery doesn't, so it's a whole new joy of motherhood for me.
Julie--LOVE the link, thanks for posting it. Great comments too. I can't get over "jiggly butt" that's unreal. It's the "sweet smile" that is disarming.
Posted by Angela | Monday, April 09, 2007 9:26:00 PM
LOL.... oh, dear. We've all been there.
I love Julie's story. "Don't you think you should take him out now?"
In the South, kids don't throw huge tantrums. That's why you had so many people discombobulated.
Posted by Millie | Tuesday, April 10, 2007 9:24:00 AM
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