I don’t say it out loud very often, but I feel like my life has been taken over by the wrath of the two year old.
All forms of life revolve around the two year old at our house…..When we get up in the morning. When we eat. Whether or not we leave the house and she determines how quickly our trips are.
The wrath of the two year old leaves me exhausted. My sweet daughter is one of the friendliest kids out there. She says, “Hi” to everyone she meets. She laughs and loves to play with other children. She is also one of the most active kids you will ever meet. She doesn’t walk places, she either trots or runs, and is CONSTANTLY on the go.
Several months back I was thinking to myself how grateful my little girl is not one of those kids who constantly says, “no”. My thoughts have come back to bite me. She whines, screams and shouts, “NO!” And I am pretty sure she means it.
I made a vow not to take her to the store any more. Most trips turn into a nightmarish visit. No matter how much I don’t want to take her to the store I still drag her there occasionally. Silly, silly me. Today was one of those days.
She will start out by sitting in the cart if I am lucky. Then the wiggles get to her. Or she will see a brightly colored package of cookies, candy, chips…. You name it. Something catches her attention and she starts standing, wiggling or throwing her body out of the cart. If she doesn’t find a way to wiggle herself out of the cart she begins to scream and repeat what ever had caught her attention. “Canee, Canee, CANEE!!!” (candy)
Sometimes if I just let her out of the cart, just allowing her to walk will solve the screaming on a good
day. Today staying in the cart lasted about 35 seconds before I had all eyes my way with my screaming toddler. We luckily were in the produce area so she wasn’t yelling for candy. She is rather fond of broccoli right now. So instead she shouted, “Bra-key, bra-key, bra-key”. I was able to keep her at bay as I let her help me fill a bag with broccoli. Of coarse she did attempt to sneak a bite in the process.
I tried my hardest to get the remainder of the items on my list (which was only 4) but none the less, running, screaming, tantruming two year old continued. I held her all the way, through the checkout as she lashed and tried to escape my grip. Some people stared past the monstrosity, others looked at me as if I was an evil parent. I just kept my cool and tried not to drop the contents of my wallet, or my kid at the check out.
Two year old girl, was as happy as I was to get out of there. As were the other customers, I am sure. I am just grateful we all made it out alive! Unfortunately this isn’t an unusual event.
Yesterday we braved the mall. We were going to make a quick trip in and out of Sears to purchase a new dishwasher. We already knew which one we wanted. We hoped to go in and out and be done. It never happens that way. The sales guy was helpful, and wanted to show us all the other options.
With our screaming, runaway two year old, our quick jaunt to the store turned to an hour ordeal, where the noisy one had to be hauled out by daddy. Think the looks in a grocery store are bad, try Sears where all the people mid-day seemed to be old and in shock of her behavior. Common people, she is two. At least that is what I keep telling myself with the hopes that it doesn’t last like this forever. My sanity is at stake here.
Sometimes making big purchases stresses me out. I was just about on edge of going crazy, trying to make a decision and trying to manage my daughter. All I can say is that I am glad that is over….. Until next time.