These little gems can be mild earthquakes that last for only a few seconds, to full on, 9 on the Richter scale tantrums lasting without the intervention of Wife A a very long time. Sometimes they have a trigger and sometimes they do not, sometimes it can be as simple as turning off the high 5** DVD (I promise to review this DVD at some stage) and other times it’s simply the end of a long long day and sometimes there is nothing I can see wrong at all.
This relatively new phenomenon seems to have stepped up a gear in November, apparently it’s all part of growing up and gaining independence, but I am not so convinced maybe just maybe it’s a way of getting you (especially us dads) to run around after them, entertain them and give them chocolate. Maybe that’s it, because when I wanted independence from my parents I got my license, I didn’t spit the dummy, scream, stomp my feet, lie on the floor and go bright red.
I can’t wait for the first real supermarket tantrum, over me returning a can of corn that Kid C swiped of the shelf on the way through the can food section, prior to going through the checkout.
** If I have to watch this DVD again I will have a bloody tantrum too.
Do you have any good tantrum stories you would like to share with our readers? Or do you have any solutions to stopping tantrums dead in their tracks? Please please please share.