standing my ground

This morning, swe-cha wanted to go out and I had to say no because it was chilly outside and he didn't want to come in and change into proper clothing.

It was then that he decided to throw a tantrum. See those two dark spots near the door at the end of the hallway ? Those are his crocs, he threw them off of his feet when he realized I wasn't planning on letting him out. 

While his shoes were out there, the little boy was throwing a tantrum [translation: naglulupasay] at my feet, 5 doors away from where he left his footwear. 

My instinct was to walk out and retrieve his stuff but I caught myself as I stepped towards it and realized that he should learn that Mommy is boss, not him. He is not a baby anymore so I stood my ground and told him that he should get his shoes, if he does not retrieve them, then he won't see them ever again - he does love those crocs.

He continued crying and throwing a fit at my feet and I let him. He wanted to be held / hugged [naglalambing] and I did not give in, not until he does what he is told and retrieves his shoes. I just stood at our doorway and would not look at him.

I don't really know how much time elapsed before he finally calmed down and ran towards his shoes, it seemed like a long time (screaming toddlers tend to make time feel so slow) but from the time stamp on the camera, it wasn't more than 5 minutes.

Then, just as suddenly as his fit erupted, he stopped and ran towards the crocs, put them on and came back. He calmly walked into the house and he was okay. Bati na kami.