10 hilariously ridiculous reasons my toddler had a tantrum

Irish mum is back with more reasons why her two year old lost his marbles

Here we are again. I am back with the next instalment of tales of toddler tantrums. The reasons my toddler lost his marbles in public. The reasons are getting more complex if anything. 
  • Because I put my hair in a pony tail. He repeatedly shouted “not that way” until I removed the bobbin from my hair.
  • Because an ad for car insurance ended. I rewound it back three times before I eventually told myself to get a grip. Riveting stuff, that claims talk.
  • Because I refused to let him shower with his clothes on.
  • Because spicy food was spicy. He repeatedly told me “oh hot, spicy” as I agreed and told him that he didn't like that food. On three separate occasions he went back to prove me wrong. It was a bit devastating to be honest. A woman's gotta have her sweet chilli sauce though, come on!
  • Because I wouldn't let him eat the sachet of sugar in a café. This was minutes after I realized that the “mmm gorgeous” chant was due to the fact that he quite enjoyed the first sachet he had found without my knowing.
  • Because I mentioned that the washing smelt lovely. He over-heard and quickly roared at me “not lovely, NO!”. Like, mind your own business son.
  • Because I took the “nom nom bar” off him. It was, in fact, a tampon. You know the brightly coloured packaging to disguise them in front of your co-workers? Yeah, they are not toddler proof.
  • Because he couldn't fit two soothers in his mouth at the same time. If your not first your last mate. Try harder. (I joke).
  • Because a leaflet deliverer saw our “no junk mail” sticker. He went to post a leaflet, noticed the sign and put the leaflet back in to his bag. My on-looking toddler burst in to tears. I showed him several take-away brochures and none of them made the cut.
  • Because at 3am I wouldn't let him play with his train set. He woke up suddenly, demanded “play twains” and was off-the-scale devastated when I informed him that it was time to go back to sleep. The worst part? I contemplated it. Anything for an easy life.
Written by Tracey, mummy blogger and staff writer at www.familyfriendlyhq.ie.
Check out her own blog at www.loveofliving.ie

Tracey Quinn

Proud mum of two who got married on Don't Tell The Bride and had an accidental home-birth (loves a good story). She's passionate about breastfeeding, positive thinking & all things cosy.

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