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March 31, 2009

Dear Lady-in-the-green-coat at Joann etc. today,

No, my 2 year old was not tired. She was not hurt. She was not hungry.

She was throwing a FIT!

She did not want to sit in the shopping cart, she wanted to walk around and touch the glass items on low shelves so easily within her reach.

I did not drive 45 minutes out of my way to turn around and give in to her will. I had a task to complete and we weren’t leaving until I got what was on my short list.

Sleep well tonight and do not torture yourself, my daughter is well-loved, well-fed, has a cozy bed to sleep in, and when she is older she’ll appreciate that her father and I cared enough to teach her discipline from an early age instead of falling to the whim of a toddler.

A tired, good Momma!

3 Comments leave one →
  1. March 31, 2009 11:52 PM

    hmmmm I could have totally written this post! Kudos to you!

  2. Lisa permalink
    April 1, 2009 8:15 PM

    I am sure I had this exact experience at McDonald’s recently. Except that my son had a black eye from running into a counter top in Kim and Pete’s camper a week earlier. I looked like a BAD mom!!! =)

  3. April 12, 2009 9:16 PM

    Haha….good job!!!! I don’t have children, but being the oldest of 11, I know the feeling!!!! lol I loved your post!!! 😉

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