Don't let the title fool you: this isn't a "how to" article, no answers -- just a plea for help on how to tame those tantrums.
It all started when we spotted a sign for a garage sale down the street, and the kids agreed that they wanted to go take a look. On the way there, the anticipation was enough to help the kids ignore the heat, but after we confirmed that there were no interesting new toys to be had, the hot walk home was too much.
I initially tried to focus them on popsicle flavors we could try once we got home, and encouraged them to dash towards the patches of shade. My oldest said, "I'm ignoring the heat, Mom," but my middle one completely lost it.
She commenced whining, then escalated rapidly to crying, screaming, and stamping, all the while refusing offers to hold her hand or piggyback her or anything I could think of. We finally got home as I half dragged, half carried her, still kicking, shrieking, and screaming (I was also
holding her little sibling, who remained remarkably calm in the face of all this commotion). I imagined passers-by wondering whether I was either kidnapping or simply abusing this poor girl.
After we finally got inside our own home, changed, and had some of those aforementioned popsicles, I did sit down with my daughter to explain that we need to save our screaming and shrieking for true emergencies.
And it's quiet for now . . . at least until the next meltdown. Lord, please give us the wisdom to know how to love and teach our children! (And any of you moms out there with advice on how to handle those moments, please do tell -- I sure could use the help!)