My daughter does a GREAT job of keeping me humble when I need it. This past week I was paid a pretty awesome complement by an uncle. He reaffirmed me (completely out of the blue mind you) by telling me that I am a great mom and he is proud of me. I was feeling pretty puffed up. I won't lie. Well about 3 hours later I decided to take my little pumpkin to the local library for a reading/play group. My little angel decided to turn devilish in public. She started throwing toys, hitting, and screaming for no known reason. Of course we left immediately - no need to subject anyone to that! On the walk to the car she started showing that she was sorry (hiding her eyes, hugging me, kissing me - the usual when she knows she did something wrong - her way of saying "sorry" even though she can't verbalize it), so I told her we would go to the grocery store real quick. That was a bad idea! After about 3 isles, she started screaming again. I leaned over to quiet her (and give her a kiss, which can quiet her) and she reared back and headbutted my nose with all her might. Of course I instantly started crying in pain and my nose started lightly bleeding. So I got the pleasure of going through the checkout line crying, with a screaming baby, and a possibly fractured nose.
So I'm such a great mom that my kid felt the need to have multiple melt-downs in public. I guess I should be happy that it took her 16 months to have her first true meltdown in public and hopefully it is her last. I am not holding my breath about that though!