The Anatomy of a Tantrum

We have hit the tantrum phase.  I like to think that I am handling it well.  I have been remarkably calm when Cal flings himself to the ground in public.  Honestly, his tantrums are kind of funny, and I know that they have nothing to do with my parenting skills.  Cal lacks the vocabulary to tell me when he doesn't agree with me, so he shows his displeasure in another way.  It usually goes something like this:

Mommy: No Cal, you cannot throw all my baking dishes on the ground.

Stomps his feet and starts to cry...

...assumes the down dog while still crying...

...too emotional to support his own weight, collapses to the floor, still crying...

Why are you laughing and taking pictures of me Mom?  I am perfectly fine now.