Just here to vent about our trip to the grocery store this evening. It began by me parking next to one of those big oversized carts in the parking lot and my son saw it and wanted to sit in it I said ok but you will need to wear the safety straps. He said " I am not a baby" and come to find out the straps were broken so he had to just sit. Usually I let him walk holding on to the cart and if he lets go he has to sit in the back of the cart, he is 4. So halfway through the store he realizes he can stand and I ignored it but then he started getting down and looking at things and coming back on. He said he was a trash man and it was kind of cute so I let it go. But as usual if I give him an inch he take many miles! He got down and got candy I said no, put that back. He stood there and said " say put them back please, sir", at the top of his lungs! I felt like the entire store froze and everyone was watching me for my reply as was my son. I just stood there and calmly said "put them back" and he did and then he ran to the check out where I was headed to and started pointing to candy saying "junk, junk, junk, this is healthy, right mommy",I replied with no it is candy, it was a reese bar. So I was trying to get all the groceries put on the belt and he put the candy carefully on the belt thinking I did not see him. I waited until I had all my groceries unloaded and took the candy and put it back on the shelf. He really did not complain because he looked over and said "water fountain" I said that is a good idea, why dont you go get a drink of water. By the time he got to the water fountain he saw this stack of cases if water bottles and started tugging on them. They were about 10 high and almost gave me a heartattack because he could really have gotten hurt. So as the cashier told me the total I had to go save his life which of course he did not see it as such and got mad and cried. I held his hand walked him to the register and then started heading to the car. He starts crying I have to go potty right now, I cant wait. I did not stop and went striaght to the car. We had been to the bathroom less than an hour ago and I knew it was all a ploy. Soooooo, once strapped in and groceries loaded I just sat there for a few minutes and went over the events calmly. All he said was, I am sorry mommy, can I still watch Kipper? I said no and he screamed and pounded the door the whole way home.
Once home, I gave him a bath and read to him. I laid with him and rubbed his back for about 15 minutes and he fell asleep. It was all so crazy and I laid there looking at him, loving him so much and wishing I could come up with better ways to handle him when he gets in these zones. (for lack of a better word) He can be sweet for days and then we will have something like this. I could tell when I picked him up that he was off a bit and I even decided to stop and get dinner first because I was thinking that maybe he was hungry and he would feel better if he ate, apparently it was not the hunger that was bothering him.