
I was in the grocery store this morning, picking up some items for a shoot this afternoon, and was bombarded by screaming toddlers.
It seems 9:30 a.m. is when stay-at-home moms decide to get groceries, and when tots get super-cranky.
There was a boy whining and struggling to be put down in front of me, and in the next aisle, there was a little girl screaming to get out of the cart, and a boy crying because his sister was crying.
My mom said that when I threw tantrums in the grocery store, she would abandon the cart and take me home immediately — to teach my bratty self a lesson.
But these moms and tots were already in line. Would you really leave without getting the milk/bread/Cheerios you need, when you were THAT CLOSE??? Or would you suck it up and try to ignore the shrieking until you reached the car?
I wondered how I would handle it if it had been my child freaking out in the 10-items-or-less line. My first instinct would probably be to cup my hand over their screaming mouth, but that’s bad parenting, for sure.
I will most likely be the kind of parent who shoves a lollipop in their mouth to keep them quiet.
I always loved bribes, and really, aren’t they just a nice mutual agreement? Candy for silence, everyone wins?



Darling Husband? Yeah, he was seeing visions like this …

I shouldn’t even be writing this. I’m so wiped from today — I should be sleeping.
I was at an extended-family gathering. She belonged to someone I didn’t know — a relative of Darling Husband’s brother-in-law — and I didn’t even catch her name, let alone hold her.