Ahhh, the art of distraction. It's a mom's best weapon against unwanted behavior. It's also a skill hubby has not yet mastered.
Yesterday was my first experience with a specific kind of toddler tantrum. The "Mommy, please don't go," outburst.
J had tears streaming down her pink cheeks. She poured it on thick, yelling, "Mommy stay with me please. Mommy, I need a big, big hug. Mommy, hold me. Mommy, don't go."
Did you hear my heart just break? Really, I'm sure you over there in California must have heard something like a huge tear in the Earth around 5:00 yesterday. Anyway, I sure could have used Nanny Jo's help!
Hubby didn't help the situation at all. While she was crying and I was saying, "Hon, I have to go," he was playing a video game. "I just have to get to a point where I can save the game," he told me.
When he finally did come over, he made no attempt to pry her from my arms. He just sat and watched as she cried and tried to keep me from leaving. She followed me to the front door, she wouldn't let me open it, she tried to grab my hand ~ all the while my helpful hubby is standing there.
They both watched as I walked out the door, walked down the driveway, got into my car, and drove away waving.