{"id":938,"date":"2005-08-07T02:45:03","date_gmt":"2005-08-07T07:45:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/archives\/938"},"modified":"2005-08-08T15:41:37","modified_gmt":"2005-08-08T20:41:37","slug":"the-first-of-the-red-hot-tantrums","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/archives\/938","title":{"rendered":"The first of the red hot tantrums"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Jo had her first full-fledged prolonged public tantrum today at the mall.  Actually, multiple tantrums.  Basically it was an &#8220;I want&#8221; which was denied.  A solid hour of screaming ensued.  We touched on &#8220;I don&#8217;t want you as my mommy anymore&#8221;, but luckily skipped &#8220;I&#8217;m running away&#8221; and &#8220;I don&#8217;t love you&#8221;.  <\/p>\n<p>It all ended up with Caroline getting a special trip to the store for a balloon (she was almost self-righteously a good girl) and Jo getting nothing but a spanking.  The mean words don&#8217;t bother me that much, since I know she was just trying all her limited arsenal to get me to buy her the outfit.  The insistence on having it her way NOW is what I worry about.  I do not want to raise a spoiled child, and hopefully this will help to teach her the appropriate way of asking for things, and accepting that she&#8217;s not always going to get what she wants.<\/p>\n<p>I never guessed how rough the pleading would be.. &#8220;I&#8217;ll be the best little girl ever, I&#8217;ll do anything you want, please Mommy, don&#8217;t you love me?&#8221;  Man, that stuff is hard to listen to.  I know somewhere my own mom is up there laughing at me, cause I&#8217;m sure I pulled all that BS and worse.<\/p>\n<p>Tonight, after the storm, I explained to her that when she told me she didn&#8217;t want me to be her mommy that it upset me.  That I had fights with my mommy too when I was little, but now she&#8217;s not around even to have fights with, and I miss her &#8211; just as much as Jo would miss me if I were gone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Jo had her first full-fledged prolonged public tantrum today at the mall. Actually, multiple tantrums. Basically it was an &#8220;I want&#8221; which was denied. A solid hour of screaming ensued. We touched on &#8220;I don&#8217;t want you as my mommy anymore&#8221;, but luckily skipped &#8220;I&#8217;m running away&#8221; and &#8220;I don&#8217;t love you&#8221;. It all ended [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/938"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=938"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/938\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=938"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=938"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/addlepated.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=938"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}