OK, summer has just begun and I'm ready to pull my hair out! Mark did lots of cleaning today, so I promised him when I got done working I would take him to the store to pick a toy, and a toy to him is a Lego. We picked up Ava from the sitter, stopped by Sonic for a drink because it's so hot, and headed to Walmart. We got there and headed straight to the toy dept. We spent 20 minutes there waiting on him to pick something. He didn't think $20 was enough and he kept whining about wanting the more expensive Lego's. I showed him everything he could get. 1 of these, 2 of these, or 1 of these and 1 of these. Every combination immaginable for around $23. He couldn't make up his mind. I tried to help to help and he didn't like anything I picked out. So I told him we're leaving, headed to the dog/cat section, picked up conditioner and shampoo all the while he's crying that he wants to go back and pick something. I told him no, that he lost the chance and we're leaving. (usually I give in and let him go back, not this time) You know those people who walk around the store with their annoying screaming kid and you just look at them and shake your head? That was me!
On the way to the checkout he was screaming how mean I was, wouldn't keep up with me and made me fuming embarrassed! I got to the checkout and got Ava some gold fishes...he cried that of course I would buy Ava something but not him. I explained that she is being a good girl. I'm trying to pay and be nice to the cashier with my son off to the side screaming! I pushed the cart to leave and he stands there! I tried so hard not to smile and laugh, because I didn't know what else to do! He wouldn't come, so I grabbed his arm and there we were walking out of Walmart with Ava in the cart, me pushing with one hand and dragging Mark with the other with him tugging at my fingers and screaming at me! EVERYONE was looking at us! We get to the car and he gets in the very back of the Excursion and screams "You are so mean". So of course Ava wants to get in the very back too. I start the car, load the bags, get in and ask Mark to buckle Ava. He sits there and says NO. I yell back at him and tell him he better buckle her up. He screams "I'm not your maid, I'm not your butler, I'm not doing anything for you!" Wow, after 2 minutes of us going back and forth he finally buckles her in and yells "You are horrible, horrible, horrible." I kept trying to get a picture of him with my phone but he kept ducking! We got home and he ran upstairs crying and slammed his door. It was about dinner time so I tried to get him to eat. Mark has to eat or he gets...well, like this! I'm not sure what's wrong with him, but he's so out of control when he's hungry. While Ava and I were eating I hear "I hate you" from upstairs and then the door slamming. About an hour later he came out and was whining to me that he was hungry but he wasn't going to eat. Like that's going to hurt me, but whatever! He was going on a hunger strike I guess. But he finally went down stairs and ate. What a difference, he was a whole other kid! I received a hug and an apology from him!
After that I took him to his Karate class...he actually listened! He did all the moves the way he was supposed to, he executed each move perfectly, didn't mess around or talk out of turn, or whine! AAAAAHHHHHHH Summer...can't wait!
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