I was so happy to see that shiny little face last night, after four days of quiet time and silence during meals. She was an absolute doll all the way home from the airport, and just so sweet after we got home.
*Insert suspenseful music*
OH MY GOODNESS.
Wow, I didn't know 28 pounds of girl could release such intensity. We have had such a long, pleasant break since the end of the last meltdown phase, that I had optimistically assumed maybe we were past it.
Well, we're talkin' knock over the fan, kick the door, throw your shoes, scream like Linda Blair meltdown.
I am trying to see the humor now, but I had trouble sleeping last night thinking about what I am doing wrong as a parent, why we are failing, why I've read every parenting book out there and nothing works, etc. So, in an effort for self-preservation, I want to hear from you all - what is the worst meltdown you've seen from your children, and how do you handle them?
In the meantime, I guess I can find solace with the monkey moms, who apparently are also at a loss as to how to handle meltdowns.