Hayden is good at embarrassing me...

This is a long post, but I didn't want to leave anything out so when Hayden is a teenager someday, and telling me I am so mean to him I can have him read this. My day started at 4am when McKall woke up to eat. She ate fast and went back to sleep, but I couldn’t. By the time I finally fell asleep I think my alarm went off five minutes later, or at least felt like it. We had two doctor’s appointments today, one for me and one for McKall. We made it to my appointment, and here is where my fun day started… Hayden didn’t want to wait in the room for the doctor, so he kept trying to get out of the door and was yelling really loud to let him out. Embarrassing. My appointment wasn’t too long so in between appointments we went to my cousin Sarah’s house to visit. When it was time to go Hayden threw a fit because he was having fun playing. He threw a tantrum in the car all of the way to our next appointment because he didn’t have his sweatshirt on. He didn’t have it on because he wouldn’t let me put it on because he didn’t want to leave Sarah’s house. We made it to the doctor and he didn’t want to get out of the car. I finally wrangled him out and then I had to chase him through the parking lot after he ran away from me. I managed to get McKall, my huge purse and Hayden into the doctor’s office. Hayden ran out the door, so I chased him again. He is screaming in the waiting room. Embarrassing. They called McKall’s name and Hayden was still screaming. I again managed to carry McKall, my huge purse and Hayden (just barely, because I was basically dragging him) into the exam room. He continued to scream and lay on the floor. He was making such a scene that the doctor came in to see what was wrong. Embarrassing. The doctor managed to distract him with crayons for a few minutes. As the doctor was looking at McKall and talking to me he started acting up again. I am just thinking why does this have to be happening here right now, in front of our pediatrician. I did my best to discipline him the “proper” way in front of the doctor when I just really wanted to scream myself. Embarrassing. Doctor leaves and Hayden wants to take a book home from the room. Another tantrum. Checkout time – Hayden is running through the halls in the office. I am trying to check out and tell the lady for the fiftieth time that they need to bill our insurance for an outstanding bill they say we have while the nurse comes up to me obviously annoyed that I was letting my two year old run through the office and asks me as “politely” as she could if I would like her to bring Hayden to me. Embarrassing. I again manage to get all three of us and our junk to the car where Hayden decides he does not want to be in his car seat. That kid is strong is all I have to say. Meanwhile one of the office staff drives up and parks next to me, and I swear she lingered a little longer than she should have to watch us. I finally got him buckled. Before I knew that Hayden was going to be acting like this we made plans with Mike to meet him for lunch. As much as I didn’t want to with Hayden acting like this we still met him because Mike didn’t take a lunch to work and Hayden and McKall needed to be fed. To punish Hayden for his awful behavior we took him to McDonald’s. He loves it there so there was hope that maybe he would be happy for an hour. He was. On the way to drop off Mike at work, a state trooper pulled right in front of me and blocked off the road completely. I expected someone to call the police on me with the way that Hayden had been acting, but I didn’t expect this. Ok, turns out they were blocking the road off for Vice President Biden who was in town. This was annoying and kind of cool in the same way. We were right up front so we got to see his whole entourage drive by along with all the state troopers from what seemed the entire state. While driving home, Hayden finally fell asleep. Not for long though as he woke up while I was carrying him into the house, and threw another fit. By that point I didn't care so I decided to take a picture of him sliding down the stairs. Later I went shopping by myself and it made me feel better. Even though it was a crazy day with him I couldn’t imagine my life without him.