My youngest is 3 now and a few months ago he started
exhibiting some pretty irrational behavior characteristics. I know he’s testing the boundaries of his
environment and the adults in his life, but it’s driving the whole family nuts
at times. For example:
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My little guy's "daily drivers." |
Situation: 3 year old desperately needs new shoes. He’s got one pair of sandals that he wears EVERY day and his feet are growing faster than cucumbers in the garden! He only has one pair of shoes because, since turning 3, he fights and screams if he has to try on shoes. His big brother (6) on the other hand has his eye on a new pair of Nikes and would be happy as a pig in poop to have 15 pairs in his shoe bin! Now, other moms of boys can relate, one pair of shoes for a rough and tumble, three year old boy just isn’t practical. Not to mention, what summertime does to the freshness (NOT!) of shoes.
Scene: Stride Rite children’s shoe store on a Saturday afternoon, full of customers.
On
the way into the store he spots a sports car kiddie ride and wants a ride. I
tell him that if he cooperates and let’s mommy try new shoes on him without screaming and
crying, then we’ll run right out to the ride and put him on! He happily agrees
and bounds toward the shoe store with enthusiasm.
How it went down: At
first he gets his feet measured with no problem, happy even. Then, seemingly
full of optimism and enthusiasm, he starts pulling shoeboxes off the shelves,
opening each one, and leaving them on the floor, while I hunt for sneaks in his
size. I let it go, since he’s being quiet and there isn’t too big a pile for me
to re-stack. I think, “things are going pretty good.” I find three pair that have potential. I
should note that he has a Wide to Extra Wide foot, so there isn’t a plethora of
options.
When I ask him to sit on the bench to try them on, this is when it all went downhill. He resorted to screaming and stiff-body, back-arching with crocodile tears. If I didn’t know better (I have a background in special education) I’d think something was wrong.
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Do they fit or not? |
As
much as I wanted to, I couldn’t give in to him and walk out of the store
without shoes. He NEEDED them. After
about 20 minutes of embarrassment, and reminding him that all he had to do was
try on a pair calmly until we found one that fit so he could ride the ride, I
picked a pair of “Slingshots” that were the same as he’d had
in the past but in his current size. As soon as I put his sandals back on (yes,
he was wearing socks) the screaming stopped and calmness reigned.
I know what you’re thinking. The shoes must have been uncomfortable in some way. Well, I hadn’t ruled that out, but in similar situations he’s done a 180 degree change of attitude. So, the next night we went to the local playground to burn off some energy. I told him he HAD to wear sneakers if he wanted to play. He screamed in the car all the way there and stood still next to me on the playground complaining about the shoes and threatening to take them off for a half-hour! Now I’m really thinking that they must hurt in some way. Honestly, I’m thinking “crap, was this the explanation of his irrational shoe store behavior? And, am I an idiot for not giving that option more consideration?”
I know what you’re thinking. The shoes must have been uncomfortable in some way. Well, I hadn’t ruled that out, but in similar situations he’s done a 180 degree change of attitude. So, the next night we went to the local playground to burn off some energy. I told him he HAD to wear sneakers if he wanted to play. He screamed in the car all the way there and stood still next to me on the playground complaining about the shoes and threatening to take them off for a half-hour! Now I’m really thinking that they must hurt in some way. Honestly, I’m thinking “crap, was this the explanation of his irrational shoe store behavior? And, am I an idiot for not giving that option more consideration?”
Well, well. After that half hour of threats and whining, he
ran off climbing and jumping like an Olympian and never once complained about
the sneaks hurting. He even asked to
wear them to daycare the next morning!
Thank goodness I hadn’t given in to his tantrums. The painful hour spent
buying the shoes and the frustrating experience of explaining and reasoning
with him to try to make him understand, had yielded a positive result!
I think I’m on the right track, but...
dang I’m tired.
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