Today is Saturday, which usually means errands. As a full time teacher, full time mother, and full time wife with no in-home help, I NEED my Saturdays to run errands. Today was grocery day! This usually means two different grocery stores, a discount store (Sharp Shopper) and then either Food Lion, Kroger, or Martin's to buy everything I couldn't find at Sharp Shopper. I plan my meals two weeks at a time, so the list is usually lengthy. To gear up for the shopping event, I took Devon to the park for about an hour first.
We left home a little after 8. We had eaten, everyone was in clean clothes, and I even got to shower this morning. The day began well.
Devon had a great time at the park. He even willingly got back into the car without a crying fit. I thought this was on track to be a perfect day!
Boy was I wrong!
With only three aisles left at Sharp Shopper, Devon discovered that I had tossed a bag of peanut filled pretzels in our basket. His favorite!!! Thus began the ear piercing, highly embarrassing fit that disrupted the entire warehouse of a store. He refused to be consoled by anything other than the bag of pretzels that we had not purchased yet. I am all for opening a snack in the middle of a store, but these are sold by weight. We couldn't eat from the bag prior to weighing them at the check-out!
To sum up to miserable parts, he screamed and cried while I finished our shopping, checked-out, and unloaded our groceries into the car. Mostly, I pretended I didn't hear him. I received a grand mixture of pitiful condolence stares and glares of disgruntled customers.
Once I got in the car, I refused to open the bag because he had been so ugly. This caused him to cry for about fifteen more minutes. I finally told him that he could have them as soon as he showed Mommy how to be a good boy.
When we arrived home, he looked at me and told me that he was a good boy. The tears stopped. He said he was sorry, and he was rewarded with pretzels with his lunch!
I thank God for the patience I was able to show, and for the Grace he sends our way when we need it! I pray that I handled the situation in a way that will show him a fit doesn't get you what you want, being nice will.
Parenting is hard. Only with God's help do any of us make it through!
****This post also appears on another blog I write, My Journey Through the Bible.