I read a ridiculously horrible book at the library yesterday
while browsing the shelves with Rayden. (After all, he is a connoisseur of fine
literature.) The book was about a girl who goes with her mom to the park and
sees another kid eating a cookie. The girl then launches into a ten-page,
painfully drawn-out, obnoxious tantrum until the mom takes her home and gives
her a cookie.
I'm not kidding-- it's a real book! Your
child, too, can witness ten pages in the art of the perfect tantrum before learning
that pure senseless rage = cookie.
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When I was little, I, too, used to throw fairly epic
tantrums. I would throw items at my sisters (they will attest to this) and
scream obnoxious things I would later regret. I also recall lots of tears. Looking
back now, of course, I realize that I was an insane, greedy, little creature,
but we basically all start out that way.
Call me crazy, but I think that one of the positive things
about being an adult is that you get used to disappointment. You can’t throw a
temper tantrum to prevent the electric company from raising their rates. Tears
will not get you into the school or job of your dreams. Your Ford Escape will not get the
promised 40 MPG no matter how hard you kick it (trust me on this one).
Eli and I have been on the house hunt for almost a year now,
and I’m realizing the housing market brings an entirely new basket of
disappointments that no temper tantrum can squelch. We recently lost out on
another great house, even though we came in at asking price and were in the
process of negotiating a closing date when another, apparently juicier, offer
swept in last-minute. When the real estate agent called, his tone dejected, I wasn't completely surprised. We're in a tough market.
Adult life naturally has its disappointments, and we have to
take them in stride. I think sometimes this is easy to forget nowadays, because we see
all of the bubbly Facebook photos of everyone’s happiest moments, but we don’t
often see the difficulties hidden beneath the surface. Eli and I have a ton to
be thankful for, including our amazing son, steady jobs, etc. A
home just isn’t one of those things yet. We hope it may be soon. But, until
then, you won’t be seeing any temper tantrums over here. (Well, I can’t speak
for Rayden…)
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