tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4576959142506128840.post1044968524530974962..comments2023-10-10T12:07:58.895+01:00Comments on mugofstrongtea : Temper tantrums in the supermarketPhil Lowehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13481531408247859880noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4576959142506128840.post-91567644148798832012011-03-29T21:19:39.183+01:002011-03-29T21:19:39.183+01:00One of the main reasons I do my shopping online......One of the main reasons I do my shopping online.... avoiding such traumatic scenes!Nathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08601477827694926858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4576959142506128840.post-52117923172982548002011-03-29T16:31:27.205+01:002011-03-29T16:31:27.205+01:00I used to just take them back to the car and strap...I used to just take them back to the car and strap them in the car seat and sit there until they had finished the tantrum or if they were too noisy stand outside the car while they screamed inside, After they had finished we would have a talk and decide it wasn't the best thing to do and we would go find the basket/trolley and carry on.<br />One of the main things is learning the art of misdirection and steering them your way while making them think it is their idea, Easy on the second child but not so much on the first as practice helps :D one of the main things is don't get wound up yourself as it never helps and yes im speaking from experience as my kids know just which buttons to press as children are born with that innate skill lol.Deanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00404808062883060562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4576959142506128840.post-64984144427641919952011-03-29T13:49:19.637+01:002011-03-29T13:49:19.637+01:00Having never had any kids I have no axe to grind b...Having never had any kids I have no axe to grind but as not all kids are so badly behaved in public places it must surely be down to the parents. (I can hear the indignant gasps all around me now.) <br /><br />I remember behaving like that myself, just once, at the age of about four. I then remember being distinctly grounded. A slight clip round the ear was administered and I then spent the next half hour hung from the coat hook on the back of the kitchen door by the loop in my little wool coat (the one with the velvet collar, two rows of buttons and my gloves on a string up the sleeves). I suffered no harm, just disbelief and a total inability to do anything about it. It worked.Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09726164724131916224noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4576959142506128840.post-34908744841360375022011-03-29T13:22:04.162+01:002011-03-29T13:22:04.162+01:00I used to be a nanny. And I have to say looking af...I used to be a nanny. And I have to say looking after the children is the most exhausting job! I'd never been tired in my life after a day of looking after 3 screaming kids. I wasn't allowed to say no (the parents are psychologists) because it's negative. Instead, the parents said "why not try to say, let's not do this...?" I thought in life, people have to cope with someone who says no to you.<br /><br />Thank you so much for your comments on my blog. I believe we both have a mutual friend blogger, FF. She is a wonderful person and a dear friend. I'm so glad that you come by to visit my blog.A Super Dilettantehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02640893790909916004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4576959142506128840.post-40496312136621762822011-03-29T11:55:34.408+01:002011-03-29T11:55:34.408+01:00they get it from us of course... there's no ma...they get it from us of course... there's no magic tantrum fairy... they see us do it and react... Ignore them I say... leave them to it and have a cup of tea.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11431297921869969693noreply@blogger.com