Today I had one of THOSE moments. The type of moment that makes you want to disappear.
The Public Tantrum.
Both Tom and Abby were awesome this morning. We made it, on time to swim lessons. I dropped them off poolside and watched from afar. They waved and blew bubbles. It seemed like a happy morning. Then it was time to exit the pool. Abby is still a little unsure of the process which involves adult size ladders and handle bars.
First Tom climbed out. I took him about 10 steps away to wrap him in a towel. Well in that amount of time Abby went ballistic. A little girl cut in front of her in line, which didn't help. But she also lost me in the crowd and wanted mom and only mom to pull her out of the pool. So when Miss Katie, her beloved swim teacher, picked her up and put her on the pool deck Abby went nuts. Screaming, screeching, crying, convulsing all the while trying to catapult herself back into the pool so I could lift her out. Poor Miss Katie just looked at me and says, "I think she's tired." I calmly wrapped Abby in a towel and carried her, screaming, crying and kicking all the way into the locker room, which by the way has great acoustics for such tantrums.
I'm really looking forward to returning tomorrow....