Strong willed

That's how I might describe my children. I just wished they didn't have to be so much so. Seems like daily I'm in it with them about something or another, usually more than once too. No amount of whining is going to work to get their own way, it just makes me mad at them, when do you suppose they'll learn that? My latest battle was with Rachel at Costco this afternoon. We had gone to Michael's first and even got the things at Costco I needed, and she did wonderful. She even started to ask me to buy something at Michael's then knew she shouldn't (that's the first time ever!) But of course I wanted to reward her with a hot dog since she did so well. Well, first I sat at the wrong table, then I got her the wrong drink, but how should I know what she wants to drink if she's already not talking to me because she's mad that we can't sit at a table with an umbrella. So I ate my lunch, which by the way the polish sausage doesn't taste nearly as good without the bun. I tried to talk to her about her day at school and she tells me she wasn't going to talk to me. So half way through my lunch, I mentioned to her that I'm half way done and we'll be leaving when I am, and she'll have to take her food home to eat. Nothing happened, then I said the same thing a few minutes later and she ate and drank the drink she didn't want, even though I sat at the wrong table.(she even talked to me too!) There was a man watching us the whole time, he winked at me once for encouragement, and when I got up to get more to drink, told me, he was impressed that I didn't let her get her own way. But geez it was so very hard not to loose it with her.