i scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!

if you follow me in instagram and see us on a regular basis, you know wyatt is a screamer.

he can't tell me what he wants, therefore he screams. BLOODY MURDER.

i thought it was funny for a long time. now, the tables have turned.

friday we went to get ice cream and got kicked out. for wyatt screaming.

not joking. he wanted more ice cream, so he screamed. then he saw a ball, so he screamed.

then the worker came from out back ( we were the only ones in there by the way) and we laughed off how he had screamed and she said "well, sorry, you have to go or go outside, i suffer from panic attacks and i just can't handle that"

wtf. you work at an ice cream place where kids come all the the time and you suffer from panic attacks?

we were with our uncle carl and he said he had been kicked out of many bars, but never an ice cream shop!

she proceeded to say that he was "unruly". i walked the boys out with carl and went right back in to tell her a piece of my mind.

that my child was ONE. that he was born with a cleft lip and palate and can't communicate like other one year olds. that he is frustrated and is working as hard as he can to try and make sense on the sensations in his mouth with trying to form words. 

she could have cared less. just wanted us out of the store.

the manager will get a call from me on monday.

BUT, i am SUPER aware of it now. after that, i have started noticing it more, the blood curling screams are ridiculous. but, he will talk and i am doing the damn best that i can.

here is a little video...can you imagine if we were on a plane?? shoot me!