We took DS off to a local playbarn this morning, thinking that he’d enjoy the opportunity to run around after being cooped up in the car all day yesterday …and did he? No, not really. He wanted to have more fun grabbing at things on tables in the cafe area and from the cafe counter. The final straw for me was when he grabbed the teapot from our tray and threw it on the floor, narrowly missing the leg of the lady sitting at the neighbouring table! Thankfully, the teapot was almost empty, the dregs were cold and the lady was very gracious in response to our apologies but the alternative doesn’t really bear thinking about. DS was immediately taken back to the car and strapped into the car seat. I’m afraid to say that I then cried, more from frustration because I really am at my wits end with DS. How do I stop him from throwing things?
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