Today we had one of THOSE days.
You know the kind.
Nothing makes your child happy.
Tantrum after tantrum after tantrum.
Nothing made Davis happy today.
I'm pretty sure when I took him outside to play and he screamed bloody murder at me because he was pissed I wouldn't let him go through my husband's tools in the garage, my neighbors thought we were crazy.
Then I decided a walk might make him happy.
He would only wear a t-shirt and his diaper though, no shoes, no pants, he had a fit over pants and shoes. Fine, I'll live with a non-pants wearing, non-shoe wearing kid on a walk.
About 5 minutes into the walk, screaming bloody murder, yet again.
We cut our walk short and go home.
More screaming and now some hitting.
I'm pretty sure the next door neighbor who had her windows open was tired of the nonsense going on in our yard today.
Then Davis decides he wants to take a walk.
Fine, our street isn't busy, let's walk.
He still isn't wearing shoes or pants, but at this point I don't care.
He pulls me to the across the street neighbor's garage sale, she knows us, I apologize for his lack of clothing and she laughs.
When it is time to leave and walk back home, another tantrum.
I ended up carrying a screaming, kicking, hitting, 30 lb., 2 year old across the street to home.
We get inside and the tantrum continues for at least 30 more minutes.
I text my husband and inform him our son has been throwing a fit for nearly 2 hours now and I'm at the end of my tolerance.
Shortly after, the 2 hour long tantrum, that was for no reason at all, finally ends.
After his bath, another tantrum.
I made him take his towel off and get dressed.
Sometimes I wonder what goes on in their little minds that causes such frustration and anger.
I'm getting a t-shirt made for Davis that says, "Excuse me, I am 2".
He will wear it everywhere because honestly we can't take him anywhere these days without him having a fit at some point.
Please tell me this will end.
If it doesn't I'm going to have to buy stock in Blue Moon.