It's that time again! And some of our tantrum-inducing causes were pretty classic this month...
1. Her shirt didn't "twirl" properly.
As I have mentioned before, our toddler has been very in to wearing dresses that twirl when she spins. There is one type of dress in particular, found at Old Navy for a whopping 10 bucks, that is our toddler's favorite for spinning. Unfortunately, despite the many colors that we have in this particular dress, there are times when we must find something else to wear for the sake of having clean clothes. One day this month was one of those "oops, I need to do some laundry" days and our toddler had to wear something else, I put her in a shirt with some cute little leggings and boom, the waterworks were flowing. I asked our daughter why she was so upset and that is when I found out that her shirt did not twirl and she could not wear it. This left me with multiple options of clothes to choose from, of course... NOT.
2. She wanted to use a hand-towel as her blanket at bedtime.
Prior to going to bed each night, our toddler is asked to use the potty. After using the potty it is expected that she will then go and wash her hands. One evening in particular, the hand towel had been removed (this is where my OCD comes in, a moist hand towel is something I simply can not handle so I am sure I had tossed it in the laundry basket and simply forgotten to replace it) and she asked for another one. I reached in to the cabinet and located a clean, dry hand towel and handed it to her. Our toddler dried her hands, studied the hand towel then looked at me and said "no! this is my blanket!" I began to protest and realized, heck, I don't care if she sleeps with a mostly clean hand towel! Pick and choose your battles people!
3. She wanted to have a picnic...with complete strangers.
One lovely afternoon our toddler asked if we could go to the park AND could her Papa come? Because she was being her charming little self, which, of course, makes me want to give her anything she wants, I picked up the phone and set the whole thing up; I had her Papa slated to meet us at our house the upcoming weekend so that we could all head to the park for a day of fresh air and fun followed by a tastey lunch at a local restaurant. Following about an hour of fun, our toddler was getting noticeably hungry as she was asking for snacks and getting slightly snippy with some of her responses. In order to avoid a huge brawl, I immediately told her we would need to leave in 5 minutes. Unfortunately, before her 5 minutes were up, a family came strolling over with their picnic basket and proceeded to unpack their lunch at a nearby picnic table. Olivia thought a picnic sounded amazing (I mean...who doesn't like a good picnic?) so she walked right on over to that picnic table and grabbed a seat. Awkwardly, I picked her up and apologized for the intrusion, but it was too late. Legs were flailing, tears were shed... it was awful. We decided maybe it was time for lunch right then and we packed up and headed to the restaurant.
4. I commented on "her song."
Like any cool mom does, I allow our toddler to listen to some of her favorite songs to make the car ride a little more enjoyable for her and, let's be honest, a little easier for me. Lately, this means that we basically have had to listen to the same 3 songs from the "Trolls" soundtrack, on repeat, every single time we get in the car. One day, as we were listening to said songs, a song ended and I made the mistake of saying "Yay! That was a good song!" It was seriously like I had said "No more Trolls songs... ever." All hell broke loose and I was told that she did not like when I did that...what "that" is is still unclear... comment? Just talking in general? No one knows...
5. She couldn't get her bracelet unfastened.
Our toddler has become quite the fashionista. Part of her newfound fashion sense includes accessorizing most outfits with either a hat and/or some form of jewelry. Initially, she loves it when her dad or I help her with putting her jewelry on; however, after we get the jewelry on her she will run off and take the jewelry on and off several times in an attempt to figure out how to become independent in this skill. Of course if it were easy for her to do this she wouldn't need any assistance...so she frequently grows frustrated with her inability to fasten or unfasten her jewelry which then leads to her flipping her sh*t...
6. I wouldn't hold her.
This month, our toddler decided that she needed to start asking me to hold her. Simple request, right? Unfortunately, every time that she requests this I am either carrying the baby (heavy) or have the baby in her car seat on one arm (super heavy) and our toddler's backpack, sheet, blanket and purse (she has to have one but only rarely does she actually carry it) draped over my other arm leaving me zero arms available to meet her demands. Not only does she ask this of me when I have zero arms available, but she continuously asks me and is nothing short of shocked when I say "no" which then leads to me having to figure out a way to carry everything/ everyone as she will then drop her body and throw a tantrum. How can she not see that my hands are full? She should really know this... she can't even carry ONE purse half the time!
7. She could not find her phone.
Recently I stumbled upon a faux phone that our toddler had once loved carrying around (seriously, I think it was free). Upon finding it, I immediately showed it to our toddler so that she could get excited about it and play with it. Fun right? Wrong! Since the misplacing of the phone, our toddler has developed some very thorough/ authentic pretend play skills. During our morning rush before work/ daycare my husband and I frequently will be about to head out the door and realize that we have lost one or both of our phones. Apparently, our toddler has picked up on the fact that this is a big deal. Although she doesn't appear to misplace her toy phone on purpose (although, this is debatable), when it is misplaced (also on our way out the door it always seems) she can't help but turn on the full-blown, tantruming toddler side of herself because she has "lost her phone" just to ensure that we are just a little but late to daycare/ work.
8. I would not buy her a bottle of water.
What is the point of even packing your child a water bottle filled with ice and cold filtered water? I mean, in the end, all they want is to find some way to get you to buy them a $2 bottle of water. Recently, our toddler started taking a toddler gymnastics class at a local gym. Our toddler knows that after her class she gets to head over to the snack area and pick out a snack to tide her over until we get home for dinner. Unfortunately, the snack area also includes drinks and our toddler has had her eye on the $2 water bottles since we first stepped foot into that gym. Now, if we arrive early for her class, our toddler has gotten in to the habit of remembering there are water bottles for sale in the snack area (and forgetting that I packed her one OR that there are water fountains dispersed all throughout the facility) and will ask for one. Of course I say no, let's not be ridiculous, then she proceeds to tantrum about it However, right before class she always manages to recover and then we are able to go about our business.
9. When we got out of the car, we were not at Chik-fil-A.
Another awesome move on my part (not) was to introduce our toddler to the great Chik-fil-A play area. One night when my husband was out of town and we needed a quick dinner option, so I pulled in to a nearby Chik-fil-A. As I was about to head over to the drive-thru, my toddler shouted out that she wanted to eat inside the restaurant. Thinking that she couldn't get in to that much trouble sitting at a table eating chicken, which is one of her favorites, I started to unload the toddler and the infant; however, about halfway through the unload I realized that this particular Chik-fil-A has a play area inside. I went ahead and let our toddler know this information and stated that we would play for 30 minutes and then would just take our chicken home because we really didn't have the time to stay that long. She was hesitant at first but, after seeing the play area from the window, agreed. When time was up she, shockingly, complied and we ordered our food and then headed to the car. I thought I was in the clear but boy was I wrong. So far 2 nights have been spent with our toddler asking to go to "the chicken place" and then her tantruming because she realizes that she was taken home after school and NOT where she had requested.
10. It was time to go home.
Of course any child that is having fun somewhere does NOT want to leave; however, the particular incident that I have in mind was especially fun for me (not). On one of the many gorgeous days that we had this month, our toddler wanted to go for a walk. I thought it seemed like a fabulous idea and strapped the baby in her carrier and followed our toddle outside. Our walk lasted about 30 seconds before our toddler ran in to a neighbor kid and ran off with her. No big deal, as I thoroughly enjoy chatting with a fellow mom, but then the time came for everyone to head home for dinner. I let our toddler know that it was time to go and wow, I had never been so embarrassed in my life. Sobbing, screaming, and rolling on the ground is really the only way to describe what followed. I had to thank the neighbors and carry our toddler home, all while having a 5-month old strapped to my chest. It is a wonder I was able to keep it together as, on the inside, I was HOT. I brought her home and some things were thrown (not by me, of course) and some time-outs were had (not by me, of course... haha) but my husband, who had just gotten home, and I were finally able to calm her down... and then I passed out early... at 8:45 PM...fully clothed...clean laundry surrounding me...with all of the lights on...Oh the joys of parenting a toddler...