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ARR went to bed a little late last night, but woke up at 6 on the dot. And proceeded to have a very Terrible Twos kind of day. There was a puddle-of-toddler-on-the-floor meltdown because I wouldn't let him eat cookies for breakfast. At Gymboree, he ran sobbing into the creepy arms of the giant stuffed clown and glared at me balefully after I wouldn't let him knock over other small children to run the wrong way on the air log. He also dumped all the ducks out of the inner tube the kids were collecting ducks in, sat in it, and screamed at anyone who subsequently brought over ducks.
He fell asleep in the stroller on the way home. Cried and refused lunch and only wanted to nap...which lasted approximately 15 minutes instead of the hour and a half he needs.
So you can imagine the afternoon was super fun.
Multiple time outs over the course of the day. We ended with a tantrum over his desire to hold ice forever and our desire for him to just go to bed already.
He fell asleep in the stroller on the way home. Cried and refused lunch and only wanted to nap...which lasted approximately 15 minutes instead of the hour and a half he needs.
So you can imagine the afternoon was super fun.
Multiple time outs over the course of the day. We ended with a tantrum over his desire to hold ice forever and our desire for him to just go to bed already.
