time out

Time Out

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I have dealt with 1 public trantrum with my Big One.  It was totally my fault.  You don’t mess around with me or mine when it comes to food.  We take our food Seriously (bolded with a capital S).  So we were at the San Diego Wild Animal Park and had to stand in line for an hour to get on that tram ride that takes you all around their safari.  It never occurred to me that it would take another 45 minutes ON the tram ride and she was hungry.   About 20 minutes in, the starts screaming and we cannot get off.  You cannot eat on the tram and she is LOUD.  So for the next 25 minutes, she is screaming at the top of her very strong lungs until she finally passes out.  No one gave us dirty looks, but if I could read minds, I am sure I would’ve been privy to a bunch of scenarios where we end up being thrown out where the lion cages were, narrated with the most creative expletives.  Yeah, so we were THAT family that ONE time. 

I fear with my Baby Mochi that the public tantrum will be frequent, judging by the amount of time outs she’s already been in time out.  Big Mochi, maybe 4 times in the last 2 1/2 years (while they could all be justified in a court of law as a plea of self-defense, she had to serve her time as an example to the others).  Baby Mochi: about 4 in the last 2 1/2 days, all instigated herself.  😐

Aunty has a really cute time out bench with a decorative parking meter where the kids go.  Makes for great photo opps! 

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