So today was the very first full-fledged screaming, crying, tightening of entire body, struggling to get free tantrum of Greyson almost two and a half years - it was a doozy!
Protagonist: Tired boy w/ Low frustration level
Antagonist: New toy
10-minutes earlier
The tired boy is playing with his new toy (a Hummer with a trailer) on a 1.5'x1.5' table and occasionally during turns the trailer will become unattached from the Hummer. At this point tired boy becomes frustrated and cries. Mother encourages child to calm down, focus and fix the problem. Suggestion works for two seconds, and the it happens again.
Present
Grandma decides to move child to rock wall where there is more room (great idea), all goes smoothly until (you guessed it) the trailer comes off again. Mom decides that child no longer needs to play with trailer, that the Hummer is enough...so Mom proceeds to take trailer away explaining that it's time for a break from the trailer...the tantrum ensues! Mom picks up child who proceeds to scream and stiffen and push to escape, all the while Mom is calming telling child to calm down...suggesting that we take a walk or play with a different toy, to which the child answers NO! at the top of his lungs. Mom decides to take child into the bedroom where he can sit until he calms down....10 minutes later the bedroom door opens and out comes child, "Mom?" Child is much calmer, but not quite finished sniffling. "Are you all better?" to which he answers "all better."
It was grueling...at the same time I couldn't help but laugh (of course I didn't let him see it). It was just so funny (yet not) that he was having such a reaction to me taking the trailer away. Wow! Grandma was having flashbacks...he gets it from his daddy.
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