How to Manage Toddler Tantrums in Public - Page 2
A few weeks ago I took the three youngest kiddies to our town’s children’s science museum. They were all tornadoes of activity from the sensory overload of all the exhibits. Fun was had by all, save for one last obstacle: you can’t exit the museum unless you go through the gift shop. It’s a common dirty trick. The baby decided she wanted a box of I-don’t-know-what’s. I told her “No sweetie. How about a little rubber ducky instead?”
She didn’t go for it so I took the box of whozits away, and then she threw herself on the maple hardwood floor, doing her best to impersonate one of those dudes from Breakin’ while screaming at the top of her lungs, her tongue curling in that little “u” and vibrating like when Whitney Houston hits a high note.
