If you’ve found yourself shrieking at your child – and regretting it – this advice is for you.
My husband, our two kids, and I were enjoying an idyllic trip to Hawaii, driving up the winding (and dangerous) Road to Hana and taking in the beauty of the cliffs and coastline. And then it happened. For no apparent reason, my son, then age 5, threw a water bottle from the backseat toward my husband, and it hit the windshield with a ferocious bang. By some miracle, we didn’t crash, but we did lose control…big-time. Both my husband and I were ranting, raving, screaming, threatening: “Why would you do that? Don’t you know we could have been killed? Here we are taking you on the vacation of a lifetime, and you throw a water bottle for no reason?” And on and on we went, spewing way more venom than our preschooler could ever deserve or even comprehend, for that matter.