The Calm after the Storm
Whew! Bedtime! Today was not so merry & bright. You gave me a glimpse of a toddler tantrum and I would be content to never experience that again. To set the scene: we had a very rainy Sausalito day, a skipped nap, and a dead car battery. Once the car was fixed, you decided you did indeed want a nap, only it was too late in the day to let you sleep for long. When I woke you up, you were not happy.
We got in the car to go to the grocery store and discovered our stereo system needs to be re-programmed after the battery situation. To get the code, we have to physically go to Land Rover. You do not understand this. You want to hear "I'm a Little Teapot" NOW!!! The tears begin. The screaming begins. "Teapot, teapot, teapooooot" you shout. I figure once we get to the store you will be just fine, for this is certainly not my girl. I get you in the cart and the tears start falling again. You can't communicate what you want, but you are mad. I put a few things in the cart before realizing we needed to get out of that store asap. As soon as we got back in the car, you begged for the teapot song again. My singing wasn't cutting it. Pandora on the iPhone wasn't cutting it. Nothing was making you happy...Until we got home and let you watch Sesame Street. I've never been so happy to see Elmo in all my life. Dinner plans failed, and a Domino's pizza was ordered.
First stop tomorrow? Land Rover dealership.