Weirdest reason for a toddler tantrum?

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My dd who's almost 2 has started crying and having a melt down every time I throw her dirty nappy in the bin ..I'm at a loss to understand the weird nappy related attachment she seems to have developed over the last few days?
Anyone else's little ones have an odd reason for a tantrum?

@MumiTravels - I know right, I gave myself a stern talking to and am now at least prepared to try and meet any impossible requests with a 'can do' attitude.

When DS was around 2 he had a huge tantrum because I wouldn't let him throw himself in the village Stream. I ended up carrying him home literally kicking and screaming.

Because I threw out one sock with a hole in it (from a pack of 5 identical pairs) apparently it would be lonely in the bin without "its fwend" :(

Oh youve made my evening you wonderful people. Mine often has a hissing fit if I talk to daddy.. I can't even talk to my husband some days. Sigh...

I know Ben - ** in hindsight. Silly me

What a bloody fool he is I am

My children are all older now but do remember my son screaming because someone (him) had eaten his dinner and that he didn't want it to be his birthday as he didn't want to get big like daddy.

Can we label toddlers as "maker of grey hair, wrinkles, tears of frustration, tiredness and what the fuck do you expect me to do?"

Think that sums toddlerdom up ?

My oldest (now 11) once had an all out tantrum about not wanting a pea in her front bum that got a few strange looks in Tesco. My middle son (now8) who was the master of tantrums had to be pulled back from the bin after having his hair cut as he wanted to put it back on.

I remember dd2 having a tantrum in the car once because we had left her behind.... We certainly hadn't!!

These are making me feel better! I always feel like I'm the only one who can't control their child at all.

DS's worst tantrum was on a walking/hostelling holiday with friends.
He was about 3 or 4 and had just walked about 5 miles up hill and down dale with a mixed group of mainly much older children - About ten times further than he'd ever walked before, and a completely unreasonable distance really for such a young child.
Most of the group were going back to the hostel by bus but one family with another youngster had a car and offered me and DS a lift home.
DS was furious, initially that we weren't going on the bus with everyone else, but then at getting in the car, sitting in car seat, and life in general.
He was way beyond tired! Couldn't be placated even with strawberries.

This wasn't a tantrum but when DD was around 2/3 she desperately wanted to sit on my lap in the car on the way home from the supermarket. I explained why not and she gave me such a look and declared, 'you have ruined my whole day now!'

The biggest strop I ever dealt with was because my attempts at cutting a slice of apple into the shape of a rocket were deemed severely unsatisfactory.

We also had tears because I couldn't take his eyes away and bring him purple ones.

Just yesterday (age 3) he threatened to move out because I didn't say please when I asked him to put his shoes on (for the 4th time)

One should always say please Stringy

YWBU

The robot one is brilliant. I often disapoint DS in that sort of way.

I'm also only allowed the orange crayon :(

My DD (8 months old) keeps pulling herself up on the coffee table then screams and cries because she can't sit herself back down, but when I sit her down she screams and cries and stands back up. wonder how she will be when she's a toddler...

My dd (now 18) used to have a tantrum if the breadcrumbs were coming off her fish fingers. The fish finger would be declared 'broken' and therefore inedible.

There was porridge in his porridge.

Mine has several irrational tantrums a day, the best so far was her totally loosing her shit because I wouldn't let her lick a lamppost

3yo had tantrum because she asked me to go see her pal, and I said yes.

I said yes... Cue a massive strop

We get a daily tantrum on the way home from nursery if I don't walk his buggy "down there" as he points down a hill to see a stream. Sometimes I don't mind, but at the end of a long day, and being 5 minutes from home, I usually just march straight on and close my ears to his protestations. He got very upset yesterday because we did go and see it, stood there for ages and then had to move off the one-person-wide footbridge over the stream because some other people had the cheek to also want to walk over it.

My eldest biggest crying tantrum was over yoghurt.
I made the mistake of bringing it to him with the spoon already in it. This was wrong, he wanted to do it. I took the spoon out. He didn't want it or the yoghurt. I took them way and this made it worse. I brought them back, spoon out of yoghurt and just the sight of it increased the volume.
Rinse and repeat several times.
I ended up putting him down for his nap with him still screaming "Want yog, want poon NO YOG!" or somesuch. He was asleep in seconds.
My youngest is currently 2 and tantrums about anything and everything he can possibly think of. Many of them I simply never get to the bottom of.

I just got in huge trouble for daring to put my leg across DH's.

"NO MUMMY! DON'T PUT YOUR LEG ON MY DADDY!!!!!!!!!!"

She's a wee bit possessive of her Daddy right now...

My least proud parenting moment was whilst ds1 was having a tantrum - it's a story I have shared several times on here.

He'd had an hour-and-a-half long tantrum the night before, and it was not yet 9am, and he'd been screaming for 45 minutes. I was pregnant with ds2, and couldn't take any more, so I was on the phone to dh, in tears - sobbing that I couldn't cope - when suddenly he went quiet.

I snivelled my way off the phone, and went to find out what had stopped the tantrum, and found him at the kitchen bin. Dh and I had had tortilla chips the night before, but hadn't eaten them all, so had binned the leftovers - the bin was pretty full, so they were within ds1's reach, and he was eating them!!

The worst part was this - I debated taking him away from the bin, but didn't, because I knew he would start tantrumming again!! So I let him carry on eating them, until he got bored/had enough, and wandered off - then I emptied the bin, and found it a new home, in the cupboard under the stairs, where he couldn't get to it if he fancied any more snacks!

Lying on the trampoline watching planes fly over head, asked three year old, 'where's that plane going?' Reply was Miami, I said 'it's going to Miami, is Miami far?' He screamed and sobbed and howled, 'it's not your ami, it's my ami, you can't have it, it's just for me'!! 45 minutes he cried for, then fell asleep in my arms. We don't mention the M word anymore! (He's 9 now!)