So today, the kids had a good day at school AND it was payday, so I took the kids out for ice cream after school. G and I shared a banana split (as they are on special this week at Stewart's), but J did not want it, so he got a little dish of rainbow sherbet instead. They were very good at the shop and seemed to be in good moods until we got home. Then J threw a tantrum about G beating him into the house (as J can't walk, it is up to me to make sure he has a fair shot at winning if they are racing), but they were not racing, they were just getting out of the car. But he threw a conniption anyway. He was easy to bring out of it by talking to our cat, Horus, who was waiting on the side of the driveway meowing at us. Then we came in and they wanted to play Monkey Ball on the game cube, and as it was 4:00, I told them go ahead (video games are limited to 4-5pm, as they were getting addicted). They were playing and G kept jumping erratically in a very small space almost landing on J many times. I kept telling him that if he wanted to jump he needed to move to the other side of J where there was more space. Four times I said it, and finally I just picked him up and moved him over to where it was safe for him to jump. And he had a TOTAL meltdown... full blown teary sobbing....when I asked him what was wrong he said he wanted to win but J won. However he kept playing and within seconds he was fine again...
Some days I feel like I live in the twilight zone.....
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