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The first time in my near-six year spell as a parent I finally had the fabled 'supermarket meltdown'.

Not for transparency sake I'll admit, the meltdown began the Moment we left the house and I had the nerve, the gaul to...hold my two year olds hand whilst walking to the shops.

30 minutes later and, well we get to the shops. I've been kicked, hit and screamed at for the entire walk because my unruly toddler didn't want to hold my hand...but also didn't want to be carried.

And then it happened. Lemons. We didn't need lemons. He didn't truly even want them. But alas, he decided this was his hill to die on, and oh boy.

Told him no. Offered him my hand. Nothing. He wouldn't budge from the lemons. My eldest is off doing her own thing with grandad, but even they heard what was to come: the scream. So much screaming.

I scooped him up whilst trying to hold a jar of Bolagnese sauce and a packet of Garlic and Herb New Potatoes and quickly made my way to the middle of the store. As my toddler screams with the intensity of a thousand angry sun-gods I hand him the goods and make my way outside, away from judging eyes. My son then proceeds to scream for a further five minutes before ultimately, giving in and accepting defeat.

So yeah. That was my Sunday afternoon. I handled it fine but bloody hell it took the shine of what should have been a nice little walk.

How have your kids pissed you off recently??

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[–] TheRealLinga 8 points 9 months ago

Took my kids sledding, first really good snow for sledding in years and man was I excited.

My youngest, 6, is usually so easygoing but that day he woke up on the wrong side of the bed as they say.

Once we got to the park, he was already complaining. Didn't want to sled, didn't want to stand, didn't want to sit... trying to be patient. Passing me off to no end. I just want to get one good hill in dammit.

After about 45 minutes of arguing/talking/coercing/trying everything I could think of to help him relax I gave up. We left the park. I almost called the whole thing in, but instead took us to a different park with the biggest hill in the area. Gave him some snacks and had him sit so I could hit the hill a couple times and man was it worth it! Even got to take him down with me a couple times!