tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post1200809373004375439..comments2023-10-14T09:44:21.840-05:00Comments on People I Want to Punch in the Throat: The First Time Gomer Pitched a FitJen Piwtpitthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09576108150881254072noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-67010425573581548582013-02-07T08:18:12.622-06:002013-02-07T08:18:12.622-06:00I'm mad that I missed this post originally as ...I'm mad that I missed this post originally as I just started coming to the blog but this is truly priceless!!1 Everytime I see a parent carrying their Thrashing child, almost always cause they can't have what they want, I nod my head in appreciation!! You deserve a medal for this!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00706945400936629331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-5703400573758473832012-12-20T17:18:14.002-06:002012-12-20T17:18:14.002-06:00My little one was in a book store, tired, grumpy, ...My little one was in a book store, tired, grumpy, you know the deal, when he started up. Not his first, but by far the worst.<br /><br />Old woman turns to my husband in a snit and says "Children like that should be left AT HOME!"<br /><br />Hubby, who did not miss a beat, replied: "Old bats like you should be kept in poorly managed nursing homes."<br /><br />I'm a happily married woman.Wodentoadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08211236182446912633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-60013870798432142632012-12-07T10:38:20.115-06:002012-12-07T10:38:20.115-06:00You are so lucky! My daughter started her tantrums...You are so lucky! My daughter started her tantrums at exactly 11 months...She would start a tantrum over just about anything. If I gave her a berry bar that had a crack in it, or if I tried to put socks on her, you name it. Sometimes the tantrums last for over twenty minutes. (she gets sent to her room to cry.) Luckily most of these incidents occur at home, but I recall a few happening in public, and being beaten and kicked by her as I was carrying her out of the store. She used to have at least one tantrum a day, now she has one about once or twice a month. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01818034807013386726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-35685989901414456202012-11-14T18:00:15.467-06:002012-11-14T18:00:15.467-06:00I just had this experience with my third (also a s...I just had this experience with my third (also a saintly child) only we were in the waiting room of an eye doctor. One guy finally asked if I wanted him to push the stroller around the office while I say on my butt and waited. Never before have I contained my composure so strongly in a high stress situation but God must have been with me. My response was "Unfortunately it won't help more than my standing here rocking him, but thank you for offering" I even managed it without a smart ass tone!<br />Thanks for bringing the humor back -glad to know it's common for for a calm, laid back child to suddenly need an exorcism!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05688300328772177490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-42776471887856946652012-11-11T12:44:25.508-06:002012-11-11T12:44:25.508-06:00I am still traumatized by a fit my dear daughter t...I am still traumatized by a fit my dear daughter threw when she was 3 years old. She is now 11. I took her and her baby brother to Safeway to buy dinner. We were staying with my sister until we could find an apartment as we transitioned from out of state - needless to say, times were stressful - and she was totally keyed in. I didn't even make it past putting the baby in the cart at the front entrance when her fit began. It was insane. I knew not to even attempt to shop, but I had to fine a way to carry the baby and drag my screaming child out and back to the car. The stares and "helpful" comments from others were not going over well. As I dragged her across the parking lot a man in a truck stopped, hung his head out the window and LAUGHED. He called out gleefully "I remember those days!" I wanted to kill him. Ass. Then I tried to get her in the carseat and we all know how that went. I was in tears and shaking. No cell phone, and my husband was at a job interview anyway. So I drove "home" with her screaming bloody murder. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-16017188066605632292012-11-08T18:55:54.582-06:002012-11-08T18:55:54.582-06:00I didn't experience an major hissy until my 3r...I didn't experience an major hissy until my 3rd child at age 6. We were at Justice, looking at all the tacky crap when my daughter spies a Victorious cd. She starts asking for if - I told her no, since she already has all the songs on iTunes. Yes, she loves iTunes and makes playlists with such musical geniuses as Katy Perry, victorious, etc. At least she hate Justin bieber since her brothers told her he sucks. Anyhoo...she absolutely loses her mind. She grabbed the cd and started running to the door. I had to chase her and pry the cd from her hands. I had her under my arm as she is screaming and out the cd on the rack. I carry her out as she is pulling things off the rack and throwing them. I get halfway down the mall when I put her down. She starts to run back. I yelled at her at the top of my lungs to sit down. She knew I meant buSiness and didn't move. I told her Justice has her on videotape and the lady said we could never go back in. To this day, a year later, she still walks by that store with her head down thinking every Justice employee saw her freak out on videotape!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-10390331647128393202012-11-08T17:03:14.380-06:002012-11-08T17:03:14.380-06:00I have to remember that for swim lessons this week...I have to remember that for swim lessons this weekend with my 4 and 3 yrs olds.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07124047848702284544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-33159455589558452992012-11-08T13:50:07.569-06:002012-11-08T13:50:07.569-06:00Ah yes....my child was 4 or 5 the first time she p...Ah yes....my child was 4 or 5 the first time she pulled that crap, after I informed her she didn't need the toy she "had to have" at the local Walmart no less. It was a sight...she threw herself on the floor, kicked, beat her hands...the whole nine yards. I gave her a 3 count to either get up and act respectfully or get up and follow me to the car. She chose to continue shopping and was appropriate until we got to the hair accessories aisle where she informed me that I didn't "need" the package of clips that I was purchasing in a tone you only expect to hear from a 16 year old. I promptly threw myself on the floor and re-enacted her earlier tantrum. Parents within a 4 aisle radius came to watch and be amused...my daughter....MORTIFIED. I have not had problems taking her shopping since. Did I Just Say That Out Loud?https://www.blogger.com/profile/03597091235768840745noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-30585911410087101882012-11-08T10:37:18.323-06:002012-11-08T10:37:18.323-06:00This happened to me in Walmart once, and I ended u...This happened to me in Walmart once, and I ended up telling an old lady to fuck off. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-35102018833671148542012-11-08T10:04:09.534-06:002012-11-08T10:04:09.534-06:00The FIRST time my (at that time) boyfriend met my ...The FIRST time my (at that time) boyfriend met my son was (I thought) going to be the last time I ever see him.<br />We went to Pizza Hut for the "meeting" of my 8 year old boy and my boyfriend. We ordered pizza... small pepperoni for my son and a medium supreme for us. All was going good..they were getting along and then BOOM...the pizza came. All of the sudden my son threw himself back, started screaming and crying and throwing a HUGE fit....WTF??? I calmed him down enough to hear him say, "Your pizza is bigger than mine"......oh, hell no. He continued screaming and scooted himself under the table. He did stop crying but then all of the sudden the table started to "lift" off the ground and then slam down...ugggggg. I was livid. We finally got out of there and went to Best Buy to look at a refrigerator I wanted to get. My son took it upon himself to throw another fit because I wouldn't buy him a Harry Potter computer game.....ohhhhh, shit. That was it. I was livid. After we dropped my boyfriend (now husband) off at his car at Pizza Hut I turned to my son in the back seat and he stared me down. I thought for sure that my bf would never call me again...but he stuck it out. My son to this day remembers that night as well as I do. But still, he is not embarrassed, and I still am! Kids are possessed at times, I swear!Missy Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04985385451603835780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-11210392816815882512012-11-08T09:53:58.309-06:002012-11-08T09:53:58.309-06:00Yes!!! Amazon Prime and their Amazon Mom subscript...Yes!!! Amazon Prime and their Amazon Mom subscriptions saves lives. I no longer have to take my toddler and baby to Target to buy diapers, wipes, bottle liners, etc. Also takes care of 75% of my Christmas list. It brings tears of joy to my eyes just thinking about it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-82707440436799177242012-11-08T08:00:49.032-06:002012-11-08T08:00:49.032-06:00My "kid" is 21. I'm past that parti...My "kid" is 21. I'm past that particular stage. But an older woman did something for me once that I am now passing along to others. <br /><br />My kid was having a tantrum in a store and this gray haired women walked up, stood over him, and quietly told him she worked for SANTA and if that tantrum continued, she'd have to tell Santa about it. Stopped the tantrum immediately.<br /><br />Now I'M THE GRAY HAIRED woman who works for Santa. So beware, kiddies.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-60918892010645217422012-11-08T05:18:20.594-06:002012-11-08T05:18:20.594-06:00This.Is.Awesome.
Not that he threw a fit - but ho...This.Is.Awesome.<br /><br />Not that he threw a fit - but how clearly you remember it so many years later. Isn't it weird how much one event makes such a strong memory.....<br /><br />My spawn are awesome fit throwers...and I'm not one to give in. We're both as stubborn as a nail. Makes for some fun times....fun times....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-73422699675724015062012-11-07T21:04:36.424-06:002012-11-07T21:04:36.424-06:00Mine happened at a Cracker Barrel and I will proba...Mine happened at a Cracker Barrel and I will probably never forget it as long as I live. We were moving from Kansas City to NC (I worked in Lenexa so I was actually pretty close to where you live, too bad we never met). My husband was driving a Uhaul in front of me, I was in the car following with two kids aged 10 months and 2 years. It was a week before Christmas and about three hours away from our destination. We made the fateful decision to stop at Cracker Barrel. Back in my days before kids, I used to love strolling around their little store and was thinking I might be able to do a little browsing. My husband took the little guy and I got my two year old. For NO REASON the second we crossed the threshold my two year old started shrieking so loud it sounded inhuman. It was like a record screeched as the entire store turned to stare at me and about half had their mouths hanging open. I immediately turned and walked back outside thinking I could get him to stop. NOPE, he continued to scream like Linda Blair in the Exorcist and now everyone on their way in to the restaurant stared at us. I have never been so embarrassed in my life. I was at a total loss. I applaud your handling of the situation. I couldn't figure out what to do, at least you were able to manage it :)Stressin' Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14903789651478180599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-18521472587940896712012-11-07T19:17:20.207-06:002012-11-07T19:17:20.207-06:00Wow. Anonymous. What a pussy you are. You've o...Wow. Anonymous. What a pussy you are. You've obviously successfully raised children to not be assholes. Oh wait. Apple doesn't fall far from the tree. How is denying a tantruming child of object of their tantrum bad parenting. You're an idiot.AYohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06335300303641172837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-88786866383567784422012-11-07T19:11:17.173-06:002012-11-07T19:11:17.173-06:00Amazon prime saves lives ladies.Amazon prime saves lives ladies.AYohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06335300303641172837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-66335132376947822522012-11-07T19:09:39.024-06:002012-11-07T19:09:39.024-06:00The fear of pumping in a restroom was what got me ...The fear of pumping in a restroom was what got me over public Breastfeeding (with a cover). Props to you for telling granny what was up. Baby needed tights and Gomer needed to get checked. Please forward me a prescription for Xanax and a dose of courage for my turn in old navy.AYohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06335300303641172837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-73572637059647346912012-11-07T17:45:50.644-06:002012-11-07T17:45:50.644-06:00I don't have kids yet...but are child-size tra...I don't have kids yet...but are child-size travel straight-jackets legal in the US? I may need this someday.Marcellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06226147036129520367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-54170495755640935152012-11-07T16:25:10.064-06:002012-11-07T16:25:10.064-06:00After taking away Gomer's toys, I'd take a...After taking away Gomer's toys, I'd take away The Hubs' too!!! Can't handle his own kids for an hour--on home turf?? I remember before I had kids how annoyed I'd be when I heard kids throwing fits, but karma has sufficiently bit me in the ass with my two kiddos. We've all been there--you did great, Jenn!Laurenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03149854238569334706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-75921937620138685592012-11-07T13:04:32.454-06:002012-11-07T13:04:32.454-06:00Best thing about getting older: I have successfull...Best thing about getting older: I have successfully blocked out all memories of temper-tantrum throwing children, age will do that. Now I look back, and think my children were angels (which I am told they definately were not,lol)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-69449306070409917052012-11-07T12:45:24.801-06:002012-11-07T12:45:24.801-06:00My 3 yr old does this allll the time (despite my n...My 3 yr old does this allll the time (despite my not giving in...for some reason it hasn't clicked with him like some other kids mentioned). a memorable one was him thrashing on the floor of babies/toys R us because i wouldn't get a candy or bouncy ball from the little machine at the exit (why would they put that there? i'm sure i'm not the first person to barely get the kid out of the store). then as i dragged him by the arm to the parking lot he pulled away and bonked his head on the sidewalk. i swore DCFS was going to run after me. we sat on the ground with him screaming and me checking him for injury. EMBARASSING. thank god my 5 month old is an angel so far or i'd really rip my hair out!Maurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06773740346865841571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-14337030115768510702012-11-07T09:56:49.630-06:002012-11-07T09:56:49.630-06:00My DD (5) threw her first public tantrum last Dece...My DD (5) threw her first public tantrum last December. We were in Kroger and she threw a fit because she couldn't have cookies! Threw herself on the floor screaming and flopping around. I completely ignored her (mostly everyone else did too, since we are in that store a lot and know she's generally well behaved)! My FIL happened to be in store and once I told him why she was acting like that he stepped over her and continued shopping! Lol that pissed her off even more! By the time we go walking out the door (after she tried abandoning her coat) the employees were hiding laughs and smiles behind their hands at her because she was just so dramatic about it all. She knows now that throwing fits will get her nothing!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-46348942104722209812012-11-07T09:17:42.077-06:002012-11-07T09:17:42.077-06:00Really? How many of these fits like that have you ...Really? How many of these fits like that have you had to deal with? I know for a fact that I caved once. JUST ONCE. And for five months every time we went to the store, my daughter pitched another one. But since I never caved again, she has quit pitching fits like that (in public at least) and acts like an angel every time we go to the store, without ever getting a reward other than getting to go to the store with me.trytobeoriginalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05457636685546397416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-5514872428574059692012-11-07T09:08:08.226-06:002012-11-07T09:08:08.226-06:00Yes, and I'll bet my hand will hurt when I sma...Yes, and I'll bet my hand will hurt when I smack you! Come here you little... LOLAmandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09710668828226571535noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-4398251121362046882012-11-07T09:05:23.844-06:002012-11-07T09:05:23.844-06:00Have you ever ordered anything online and had it i...Have you ever ordered anything online and had it in your hands immediately? Online shopping is for when you can wait, which isn't always the case. <br /><br />Let me guess... you don't have kids.Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09710668828226571535noreply@blogger.com