This adorable photo was taken at the park one day. This is basically my life. Beast went up to the top of the slide and was so irate that nobody would go down with him that he sat at the top of it like this forever. It was so embarrassing because he wouldn't let any of the other kids by and wouldn't respond to anything I did or said. I was not about to climb up there myself to get him so I let him pout like that until he finally decided to come down.
Just this week, I took the boys to the store to shop for school supplies for my middle son. He was so excited because it's first grade, so this is the big time. He had to carefully choose his backpack, which was Lego Chima and since Beast is going to start Pre School in the fall, a year early, I though that he should get to pick out a backpack too. They had so many different ones to choose from that I thought Beast would easily pick Ninja Turtles or Batman. But no, he had to have the same backpack as Jackson. I could see Jackson cringing so I told Beast that he couldn't have that one, he had to pick out his own. You would have thought I took away his blanket or paci or commit suicide right in front of him.....holy meltdown with screaming, crying and thrashing around. Can we say embarrassing? I let him just have his fit as we got the rest of Jackson's school supplies. Finally, as we were picking out a new lunchbox, Beast saw one he loved and wanted to have it. There was a matching backpack to the lunch box he picked out, Despicable Me so I told him we could go and get that one. He was all for it, even acting excited. We picked out the matching backpack and he finally calmed down. We start heading up to the cashier to pay and halfway there, he takes his new backpack and lunch box and pitches them out the side of the cart and informs me he doesn't want them anymore. He wants to Lego one. At that moment, I was done. I put those ones away and said that I was done, he gets nothing, we went up to the front and paid. The entire time he is screaming his bloody head off and crying causing a giant scene while everyone looks at me.
As I write this, Beast just informed me that I should probably "Soap out his mouth" (Disclaimer: I have never done that to him nor threatened to do that to him so I have no idea why he would ever say it) I asked him "Why would I do that Beast?" He then looks at me and says "Because I'm going to be a bad boy" Sigh.
Preschool can't come soon enough - three delightful afternoons a week.
