It was hot as heck, and my daughter was having no part of it. And boy, did she let me know…
I recently went to a children’s birthday party. To some, that is reason enough to empathize with my child.
The party looked like it was nice. Everyone looked like they were having a good time. Except for my girl. Why? Because it was hotter than you can imagine, the birthday party was being held outside, and my kid was not amiable to these conditions.
My daughter was so uncomfortable and she wanted no part of the festivities. She threw her tantrum (epic and life-size, folks) and then clung to me crying. Did I mention how unbearably hot it was? Did I mention how hot a person can get when they have their 2-year-old holding on to them for dear life?
She didn’t want to drink any water. She didn’t want to drink any juice. She didn’t want anything to do with anything.
Finally, at some point we just left. She just wasn’t happy and I was about ready to through a tantrum myself.
A fun time was had by none.
And this is how it goes with toddlers, folks. You win some, you lose some. Going to an event with a toddler is like going with a jack-in-the-box. You hear the music and you are hoping that the jack (the catastrophic toddler tantrum) doesn’t pop out.
Some day, I’ll look back on this day and laugh. Or cry, depending on if I’ve had ice cream that day or not.