We were in Target to pick up a few items, and my 21 month-old daughter began S.C.R.E.A.M.I.N.G when I wouldn’t give her a sip of my espresso even though she had a delicious Icee all to herself. I strategically picked up her beverage before the trip began to bargain myself a little extra time before the meltdown might begin. And I picked up myself a coffee because, you know, motherhood.
But NOOO, she had to have my coffee for herself and was pitching a fit even though, not only two seconds before, she was elated that she had her own beverage. Toddlers are like walking through a mine field; kissing your face one second then hating your guts and having an epic meltdown in the middle of Target in the next. This is a precious time with my kids, but man, are we on an emotional roller coaster!
And I had a thought…
What would happen if I – a fully functioning adult – were to do the same exact thing as my daughter at that moment? What if I had a meltdown in the middle of the store? What if all adults acted like toddlers? What would that world look like?
Well, it might look a little something like this…
This is the funniest thing I have seen in a long time! Way to go Hannah!