When there is a holiday mixed in, you can expect a whole new slue of reasons to tantrum; at least that's how things went down at my house. Here are 10 reasons that my toddler threw a tantrum during April:
1. She wanted to go to "Disney on Ice."
Don't get me wrong..."Disney on Ice" is flippin' cool as hell (I mean seriously, if you haven't gone it's a MUST); however, that does not make it come to town any faster. These are my least favorite tantrums...the ones that I have LITERALLY nothing to do with their cause.
2. She didn't want to get water in her eyes.
Sure she has taken multiple safety swim classes in which she was required to hold her breath UNDER water (she worked her way up to 12 seconds...12 seconds people! It was insane) but, duh, water droplets can not touch her eyes. EVER.
3. She had to wear the lime green socks.
Our toddler has taken the plunge in to independently picking out her own clothes. Although adorable at times, this can be quite interesting on some mornings. In fact, the morning that his post was written I had to tell my toddler that, as much I love the hot pink dress she was wearing, there was a ZERO percent chance that I was allowing her to wear Halloween leggings with it out in public so she would need to change at least the pants portion of her outfit. On the day that brought on #3 though, our toddler had chosen an adorable orange butterfly top with a flowy orange and black MATCHING butterfly skirt. Unfortunately, the skirt was made more for the Spring or Fall seasons and having that much leg showing on a newly May day where a chill was still in the air would not fly. I nonchalantly mentioned to my toddler that tights might be a good look and, luckily, she agreed and we added some black tights. Then, it was time to go and our little lady mentioned that she would need socks for her shoes. I tried to explain that tights are more of a pants/ socks combo and that socks were unnecessary and she simply did not get it. As a Speech Pathologist I totally understood that the concept was confusing so I went ahead and tried to locate some matching socks to help our wee one complete her outfit. Unfortunately, as I was searching, Miss Independent found a pair of lime green socks and rushed in to tell me how awesome it was that they matched her outfit. In an early morning stupor I replied that they did not match and boy was I wrong (per our 2.5-year-old). Let's just say I have been told that they DO match and that particular day LIME GREEN socks were worn with our toddler's orange and black outfit...over the tights. Whatever right?
4. She didn't like that shirt.
Every morning I ATTEMPT to pick out our toddler's clothes and every morning she either A-puts them on or B-requests that I return to her closet and find her a dress. One morning, I picked out her outfit and it was requested that I return to her closet and find her a dress. As usual, I was in a rush, like I am every SINGLE morning whether it be a Tuesday or a Saturday, and told her that she would be just fine in the shirt I had picked out; and by golly I have NEVER seen anyone rip off a shirt so quickly and let me know that she, in fact, did NOT like that shirt and would not be wearing it. EVER.
5. She needed a ponytail like mom.
Ah yes, another time when we were rushing (when are we not?)…as we were walking out the door one morning our tiny princess decided that she needed a ponytail like mom. I told her that we did not have time (worst thing to say to a toddler ever) and that’s when sh*t got real…let’s just say I gave her a damn ponytail.
6. She couldn't find her magazine.
Thank you “Parents” magazine for the free subscription to “Family Fun!” I used to love it… until you sent me an issue on cheap DIY tricks for birthday parties (or whatever it was called). In just one day our toddler misplaced that thing 3 times and flipped out so much the final time that she was basically hyperventilating she was crying so hard. Anything birthday-related is exciting but this, well, this was just too much for our miniature nut job to handle.
7. Someone got too close to "her" baby sister.
Every day when I pick up our toddler from school, her little friends sward around her and have to “help” her gather her things and then, when she has told them all to back-off, they turn their attention to her baby sister. So many germy fingers touching my baby! And, because these children are not my own, I tend to politely tell all of her friends “no thank you!” or “the baby has been sick(usually true…from a cold…most likely caught from our toddler’s larger friends swarming her). This usually works; however, on one particular it did not work fast enough and before I knew it our toddler was pushing one friend in particular down to the ground saying “No! That’s MY baby sister!” I actually had to force myself to do a time-out for hitting… I mean… she was just defending her baby sister’s honor hehe!
8. She wanted to wear her Easter dress.
As much as I love Easter for both religious and non-religious reasons, I was grateful when it ended PURELY so that I could allow or toddler to wear her Easter dress to more locations than just Mass/ photos. I am usually fine with her wearing whatever, whenever but holy moly who knew it would be so difficult to not wear ONE dress when you have 20+ so that it stayed nice for a week. Geez!
9. She got ranch on her hand.
The girl will dunk her fingers in ranch dressing and suck those bad boys clean; however, if she was not planning to dip something and her had barely grazes the ranch dip as she is attempting to eat a strawberry or something then YOWZA she needs a full-blown bubble bath because she is dirty (I wish I were kidding).
10. Her lip-gloss didn't fit in her pocket.
Lately, our toddler has be very obsessed with any clothing, mainly dresses, that have pockets. She likes to carry lip balm and/or lip gloss. On one particular day she had chosen to carry lip-gloss and wear a dress with slightly smaller pockets. Unfortunately, the lip-gloss chosen for the day’s wear did NOT fit in the pockets of her dress. I was asked over and over (and over) to make her lip-gloss fit in to her pockets. Again, I have ZERO control over this type of situation. Instead, I got to listen to the ear-piercing screams of a toddler who, again, did not get her way.
What-up MAY! Can’t wait to see what tantrums are in store for me…