>Today Helper Bean, the three beans, and I went clothes shopping. Now, I think they wanted to go because they’ve never actually gotten to choose their own clothes before. But, then, that’s both a plus and a minus. Since I’ve chosen the things for them, they could get away with not really wearing things they didn’t like. But today, I didn’t choose for them, so they WILL be wearing these clothes. During the course of our shopping, we stopped at Gymboree. If you aren’t familiar they have cute, if overpriced, children’s clothing. I only shop their clearance racks, of course. While I was looking at the various clearance spots, JuniorBean picked up a pair of red shoes with little white hearts on them. The only way they could have screamed “I’m for a girl” more is if they were pink and sparkly (he liked those too, but for some reason these were his favorite). He carried them around and around the store. Of course, I was absolutely not going to buy this pair of shoes. So, when time to go came, he had an all out tantrum. Now, handling melt-downs in public is especially difficult. But, with JuniorBean, I give him a lap time out (I hold him still in my lap, which is torture for him, I assure you). However, in addition to a time-out, JuniorBean gave up the special treat I had told them about. If they behaved well, we were going to buy a special small toy each. So, JuniorBean had to forego the toy while watching the girlbeans pick out fun new things. And, of course, my heart was so sad for him. I find myself thinking, it’s almost harder on us than on them… After all, they forget it almost instantly while we remember it long after.