About four hours ago I was involved in my very first toddler blow out in public. At a certain bookstore they have a certain train set that a certain little boy goes crazy for. I should have learned my lesson that last 2 times I brought him to this store and he had to be dragged from the train table. However, I was in a different plaza, different store and I presumed that I could avoid the nuts-for-trains child that I have.
It almost worked. I shopped for about 7 minutes for a couple of items, but then I had to venture to the child section. Min man went crazy over the trains; he escaped from his stroller and commenced shrieking and naming all of the trains.
I was able to pick up the couple of gifts, give Min man a few more minutes to play, and then it was time to go. Oh, he was not having it. When I was able to drag him out of the area, pushing the stroller, I noticed that the line was like 20 people long. He began to roll on the ground screaming and kicking. My attempts to console him and carry him to the line proved futile, and I was forced to ditch my items and try and make it to the door with some dignity.
Min man's shrieks echoed throughout the 2 level, open air store. I kept my cool but had a very hard time maneuvering the stroller around all the freakin' displays. One man moved out of my way quickly. Finally I got to the front door, Min man under my arm and pushed the heavy door open with the stroller.
As I tried to push the stroller through the final and freedom fulfilling door, the huge wheels got stuck and I had to put child down. A very nice older couple said, "We can help you."
They held the door for me and helped me get the stuck stroller unstuck.
'Tis the season to help a fellow shopper with screaming child.
As I walked to my car I heard someone say, "Been there, done that."
I felt in touch with my fellow man today. They were feeling my pain. No eye rolls or judging looks today folks.
Needless to say I will not be returning to that store alone with my child, EVER. For now I am scarred.
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