Yes, that was my kid screaming at the top of her lungs this morning at SuperTarget. No, I didn't spank her. No, I didn't yell or scream at her. Yes, she was getting tired (close to nap). No, I hope she isn't sick. Yes, I was close to the end of my rope and I almost had it. Yes, I felt uncomfortable with the stares. My daughter was having a temper tantrum because she was trying to put a Yo Gabba Gabba video down my shirt and I already told her no and I told her the next time I was going to put Yo Gabba Gabba video in the cart. Yep, that's what I did. That is how I "abused" my child. I put the video in the cart and refused to give it back to her. So, please cashier lady...I know you were trying to quiet my kid (and yes, I know how sad she looks when she's crying and crying enough to make herself choke)...leave her be. I really hated the looks and was embarassed but what could I do? I guess we could have left the store but we had driven 30 minutes so we could buy a birthday present for the party we are going to tomorrow. The good thing is that she fell asleep on the way home. We got the gift and now she's taking a nap and I can take a breath and relax a bit. The terrible twos...gotta love them. NOT!