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***This is a sponsored post for Big W. All opinions are mine and all toy related tantrums are genuine***

Remember the early days when you still had your “Green P” parenting plates on? Being an absolute rookie at child rearing.

Mistakes were constant. Like clipping the inside of their chubby thighs when fastening their seat belts. Or almost burning their little infant tongues because you didn’t properly test how hot the heated milk was in their feeding bottle.

Oops.

When the twinlets were in their toddler prime, Mr Surfer took them for a quick trip to the toy store. There was no intention to buy anything but for them to have a quick play and kill some time.

Big blunder. Huge.

Tantrums and tears were imminent.

One by-stander who witnessed the entire meltdown had to have his 5 cents worth:

“Mate, if you knew you weren’t going to buy anything. You shouldn’t even take them in there”

And there folks, lies the absolute truth.

It’s best to leave these things to the experts.

Even being in 5 metres vicinity of the toy section or a toy store, you’re doomed. You’re never going to win the war. Your child will always know best.

You leave with an extremely scorched hole in your wallet.

The futile alternative is being at your wit’s end trying to usher out a screaming child who’s sprawled out like a hysterical starfish, refusing to be peeled off the shopping mall floor.

Just in time before their big online sale (starts 20^th of June ends 10^th July), Big W gave me the rare opportunity to conduct a little experiment. A chance to see how much the twinlets “know their toys”.

Jumping on the Big W website, there was much excitement over seeing on the computer screen familiar characters like Thomas, Lightening McQueen and the Octonauts crew.

When asked which of the toys they would like, there was some deep contemplation.

Online shopping

Sourcing toys is a serious business, didn’t you know? Especially when you’re a feisty 3 and a half year old.

The process was so much easier than having to drag everyone into the store.

I’ll have to head back there for my Christmas shopping, taking advantage of the online lay-by option.

And the best part…I have 5 x $100 Big W gift vouchers to give away, just in time for the upcoming Giant Toy Spectacular!

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There’s nothing more frightening than witnessing a toddler tantrum.

Well, Madonna without make up might come close. Heh.

But seriously, despite the on-going hell raising incidents, does your head ever condition itself to stop pounding from the incessant screams?

For the most part, I’ve somewhat learned how to “cope”.

It’s realizing that they don’t understand why they’re going through it.

And for a little person who’s confused as to what’s going on in their head, they can sure as hell do a lot of damage.

How my beloved twinlets can turn from cute, delicate angels to steely strong destructive monsters in a flat second, I’ll never know.

Well, actually I do. It’s triggered by that inkling of tiredness or small pang of hunger.

For instance, the twinlets went through this phase where their foot HAD to be held while we were in the car.

I somehow had to do a yoga twist to reach out to the back seat and not only try to calm one but two children.

It was getting to the point of absurdity (or more like parent slavery). Without any other option, we went cold turkey.

No more soothing feet.

Ignore the tears instead.

Block your ears to the screams.

After much conditioning, I somehow found my happy place (Drinking a cocktail beside a pool in Bali, of course).

One morning though, K-Bear wasn’t going to give in to the sudden lack of feet attention. He wanted a foot rub, damn it.

Kicking and screaming all the way to the swimming pool (which felt far longer than the 20 minutes it took), he tried to escape from his car seat, busting out of the shoulder straps.

We were indeed the heartless parents who had seized him in a state of confinement.

And in his wild jungle protests, my little 3 year old monkey managed to kick off the interior door handle.

All that remains is this…

Oh, and this…

We can all laugh about it now. Just.

In fact, I’m now positive that twins start giving each other flack as early as 3 years of age because Nunu will occasionally point at the door and say:

“Look Mama, what happened to the door?”

Ah, it sounds like an innocent question but it’s obvious what he’s hinting at.

Enough so that K-Bear will mumble in reply:

“I’m sorry, Mama. I’m sorry…”

At least we still have 3 functioning door handles.

Besides your sanity, what has your toddler broken during a full-blown tantrum?

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