The real cause of most toddler meltdowns.
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By Christina for TheBump.com
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Picking up my three-year-old daughter, Lovie, from school at 3:30 p.m., like I do every day, I peeked into the window of her room and saw her sitting right in front of her teacher, who read from a book. One of her classmates saw me and feverishly started pointing in my direction while nudging Lovie. She followed the classmate's pointed finger, saw me standing there like a goofy madwoman waving and smiling, and frowned. I should've known then that the drive home would be hell-like.
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After we pulled out of the school's parking lot, Lovie asked for some water, so I gave her a bottle of water that had been sitting in my cup holder. "It's broke, Mama," she said.
"Well, we'll have to get a new one," I stupidly said.
So that's what she wanted: a new bottle of water. Right at that moment.
She proceeded to scream and cry while kicking the back of the passenger seat during the