Yesterday I understood how it feels to be a badly behaved mother. Yeah, it was absolutely and truly myself when I was forcefully carrying a wailing and crying 2 year old as I was walking inside the food court and I had a gait that would suggest “I don’t care how much you scream, I’m going in to gobble that da** food anyway” attitude. In my defense, I was really really hungry!
I was seriously considering to suggest the meaning of the word ‘unreasonable’ to be changed as ‘toddler’. I felt that he was giving me the hardest time of his life and I’m pretty sure he must be thinking the same too, only with a switch of responsibility for the hard time mentioned.
All because he saw a barney play train outside of the food court and I ignored when he wanted to play. And he had to forget that he was just playing in another barney play car and before that in elmo play car and before that in bob play car and before that in an endless number of play cars after we entered the mall 2 hours back to buy something for 5 bucks. By the way, I do not understand why they have to keep these huge coin operated play equipments every 10 feet apart in shopping malls. But that’s totally out of my hands. And what does matter is, these equipments are spotted only by kids of age 10 and below. We, adults are totally ignorant of it’s presence unless the little one spots it and take a flight to reach there not caring if the parent is following or not.
Surprisingly, I heard myself saying this screaming toddler “Have I ever stopped you from having fun? Don’t you think there should be some reason if I’m doing it now?”. Even more surprisingly, I had to give up after 10 minutes of angry fighting to leave the food on the table and join him as he played happily in the barney train, all the while thinking that I should have done it earlier!