I wasn't aware that hormones hot the toddler set like they do the teens. Had I been, I might not be in the world of hurt I am in right now.
Cam's general demeanor lately is awful. AWFUL. The whining is what will do me in, but let's not forget: the screaming; the flailing; the smacking; the throwing herself down; and the clinginess.
Three women ahead of me in line at Old Navy graciously let me go ahead of them today. Could be because I was the mother of THAT kid who whined the entire ten minute trip in the store. Or because when I finally made it up to the line, she decided to start flailing her body around the stroller...when I went to release her, out of pure terror and shame, she threw herself down on the ground and started a scream/wail that could be heard for ten miles. Which is exactly when my stroller flipped over because of the shift of weight. Goodbye venti decaf mocha frappucino. :( I struggled to upright the stroller as a sweet woman helped, and Cam sat looking aggrieved. That is when all three women were all "no, please YOU go ahead!!!"
It couldn't be because I had that look in my eye, and had just finished muttering: "newly minted toddler, can go home with the lowest bidder."
This had better be a two-nap day.