Tantrum of the Week

Well, apparently I am a terrible mother who seriously traumatized her daughter last night. The weather has been so bad the past couple of days that I lazily decided not to stop at the store even though I knew Sloan was almost out of nightime pullups. Well, we used the last one on Monday and so last night when she got out of the tub I had to put her in one of Jack's. If I had any idea of the ramifications of this, I would have gotten it on film for you, but I never dreamed a two year old would even notice, much less care. Boy was I wrong. She immediately started backing away when she saw me holding them and preceded to inform me that those were Jack's pullups. I told her I knew that, but she was out and so would have to wear these. That's when the stuff hit the fan - total meltdown. She started wailing that they were blue and for a boy and she NEEDED pink ones with Cinderella on them. I cannot emphasize enough how emphatic she was about this. I literally had to wrestle them on to her while she was kicking and screaming. Even telling her it was just for one night did nothing to appease her. You can imagine my face - I just could not believe such a little thing could produce such a huge reaction. She usually likes to use Jack's things. It just occured to me that I should have told her it was a secret and not to tell Jack she was wearing his pullups. She wouldn't have been able to get them on fast enough so she could go taunt him with it. I guess I was just in such a shock that I wasn't thinking straight. Anyway, you can bet I stopped at the store first thing this morning and bought three packs of pink pullups with Cinderella on them.