Today I learned that when my child was throwing an outrageous tantrum on our way into the library for story time that when I tell him we are going to leave and go home I better back up my threat.
How's that for a run-on sentance.
We were headed into the library and Rowdy had on a hat and wanted a different hat, then I got that one for him but he wanted a different on.
Why the hell do I have so many hats in my car? I know right.
Well I was getting pretty fed up. So was he.
He started his ultimate tantrum right by the door. Some old dude was watching me handle the situation without so much grace. I don't negotiate with toddlers, I'm the parent and the boss.
I told Rowdy if he didn't stop then we were going home.
He. Didn't. Stop.
We went home, he sobbed the whole way. It felt satisfactory, and it felt horrible, because he loves reading time so much.
However, he's been an angel ever since.
SOmetimes mommyhood sucks, because I needed to get out of the house as much as he did and I really didn't get to get out of the house.
Of course I was bummed but it's so so important for me to not be afraid of my children and let them know whats acceptable and not.
After all I'm the mom, not the cool aunt, or the best buddy. I'm the mom and I take my roll seriously.