Target Tantrum
Did you see me this weekend? I was the one at Target trying to get out of the checkout lane as fast as I could as my 3 year old screamed at the top of his lungs. Yes I was THAT mother. Trying desperately to appease him with various ploys and distractions that didn’t work.
I should have known better - but pushed my luck and cut our errand time too close to nap time and a very cranky boy was the result.
Lots of stares and glares along with a few kindly grandmothers asking what they could do to help me.
I was not going to abandon the brimming cart of necessities and walk out. I needed those diapers and wipes!
Thankfully the woman behind me in line said with a sympathetic smile “Been there, done that, have the t-shirt.”
I think she even chose my line on purpose for moral support. (Thank you nice lady - I will do the same in the future).
So I swiped my card and hustled out of there with Ben still crying through the parking lot.
Of course the second I buckled him into the carseat he was all done. Smiley and chit chatty on the way home. *Sigh*
What do you do to manage meltdowns? I need a few tricks up my sleeve.


