The last couple of nights, I have had the pleasure of witnessing Ant's first two real tantrums.
#1 started at dinner time. He wanted ketchup for dinner. I started off with a small bit on the tray, then managed to get him to eat some of my mac-n-cheese (which is a good way of disguising broccoli). After he was done with the mnc, he asked for "mowah ketchup!". I gave him a little in a bowl. That was okay. What was not okay was when he asked for more again and I told him there was still some left and he had to finish that first. So so so not okay. Much screaming, screwing up of face, demanding of "MOWAH MOWAH MOWAH" ensued. I tried to get him to calm down by telling him to look at me which usually works. Yeah - not so much. I tried giving him little bits of ketchup on a spoon to show him that yes there really was some left in the bowl. That just seemed to make him madder. I said he couldn't have more until the bowl was empty, so he turned it upside down, I assume to try and get what was in there out so he could have more. Sneaky little guy! At this point it became clear that supper was going nowhere fast, so I cleaned him up (still screaming) and carried him upstairs (still screaming) to change his diaper and put him in his pjs. Finally, after I deposited him on the changing table and provided "Dogald", he regained his composure. Definitely the first time he had been so hard to distract from his desire.
#2 happened the very next day. I figured one of the reasons for the previous day's performance was that he was overly hungry as dinner didn't start until 6 (normally he eats at 5:30). So when we got home from daycare I took him out of the car and upstairs, to start preparing supper. He desperately wanted to stay in the car, and started crying even as we walked into the basement. Once we got upstairs and I put him down, he immediately went for the doorknob, yelling in fine tantrum fashion "go downsairs! go downsairs! go downsairs!". Pulled off the safety knob with no problem and threw the two halves on the floor. With intent. Stomping feet, the whole nine yards. At this point I so couldn't give in to him! So we went upstairs to get Dogald again. Not quite as effective this time, but I brougt him back down to the first floor and just held him on "Papa's chair" for a while. He eventually calmed down - every minute or two he would start crying again and say "go downsairs" a few times, until he gave in to me and let himself be interested in one of the other options I was offering (his photo album of relatives). Whew!
I have to say, after a certain point I had a hard time not laughing. Poor kid.
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Yikes, yikes, yikes. Don't look forward to that. Most of our tantrums are still short lived, but I think the end of that is in sight.
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We've been going through the same things w/ K. Sometimes it's funny but other times it breaks my heart because I know he's trying so hard to learn. Of course, then there are the OTHER times when he's being a "2 year old"....
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