My friend Nish and I were discussing toddler tantrums the other day -- how we used to adore phantom baby kicks until the first public tantrum and then BOOM! those kicks and all baby fever went away. Funny how that happens, right?
Basically, toddlers are just so full of sassy-pants-ness.
And by that I mean that I have a glass of wine almost every night when Harrison goes to bed and it's a little lame because HELLO, CLICHE! but also HELLO, CLICHE THAT IS A CLICHE BECAUSE IT'S TRUE. So then I started thinking about how I handle tantrums and I am admittedly either the best or the worst, depending on how my day went. I wish I had more patient days where I redirect and don't lose my cool, but I'm a typical momma with flaws and a messy heart and there are days where I straight-up roll my eyes at my kid.
I'm not proud of it, but then again I'm also not proud of his behavior.
So here's the five stages of tantrums that I seem to go through each time:
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