You know the mom/dad you see in the mall carrying a kicking/screaming child; the one that you can empathize with, but that you never want to be? That was me - yesterday.
It was a rainy day, the kids were going crazy at home. My mom and I decided we would head out to a local mall (I needed to get a new pair of glasses) so off we headed.
The whole way there, Mr. J kept saying he wanted to go to Funhaven (local attraction) - I should have known right then to turn the car around, but off we headed.
The original plan was for my mom to take the kids to get something to eat, and I would meet them there after looking at the optical stores. Julien would have none of it - he wanted to stay with me. So off we went, but we never made it to the optical store - had to make a detour to the bathroom....once he was finished, he wanted to go find Gramz and get something to eat. He was being a little rambunctious (to say the least) but when we got to the food court my mom was waiting for the food she had ordered...I figured he would calm down a bit once he got some lunch...again, I was wrong - he only got more agitated after eating.
Mom had a few things to get at the pharmacy, so she headed off with Mr. K. Mr. J wanted to stay with me; once again - I should have known that I was in trouble.....
We passed a small child's merry -go- round, you know the little electric rides? He wanted to go on it, and I hoped that if he did something for him, that it would help...nope - again, I was wrong. We finally caught up to my mom and Mr. K, and I knew I had to get Mr. J out of the mall - he was acting like a wild horse....so, I did what I had to do... I kept my calm (surprisingly) I spoke as low as I could - and I picked him up and headed for the car. He fought me (and it is really sad, but at just shy of 5 he IS stronger than me) he kicked me, he pulled my hair, he slapped my face and he even tried to rip my shirt off (bet the folks staring loved that show).
I had to set him down 3 times for fear of dropping him....we made it outside, and to the car (both of us in one piece, surprisingly) and after a long struggle, finally got him in his carseat and done up.
So yes, I was THAT parent at the mall yesterday