Keira threw her first tantrum last night. We'd already seen small glimpses of her temper here and there - a little whining, a little crying, but nothing too serious. Nevertheless, the foreshadowing gave Felix and I the opportunity to discuss our parenting strategy for when the BIG DAY finally arrived. We figured it was just a matter of time...and we were right.

Felix and I were having dinner, and Keira was doing her usual aimless wandering around the house. She just sort of putters around, babbling and exploring. Everything was fine until Keira decided to touch our wine rack. Here's the thing: she's old enough and smart enough now to know that it's an off-limits item. In fact, most times, she'll stand in front of it and just shake her head or mutter "no" to herself. But last night Keira was adventurous, and as we watched her stretch out her chubby little fingers to touch a bottle of wine, Felix told her, "NO."

She ignored him.

Keira grabbed the wine bottle and pushed it backwards, where it tumbled out of the rack and fell to the floor with a clang. Simultaneously, Felix and I both shouted, "NO!" And that's when she went to pieces. With a loud shriek, Keira collapsed to the ground and laid on her back crying and screaming. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Her arms waved in the air.

And Felix and I ignored her.

We had decided that the right approach would be to let her realize that we were not going to respond to her fit of temper, and once she calmed down, we'd come over. So, we sat and ate at the dinner table while our sweetheart freaked out in the corner. I also pulled out our camera and took some pictures, capturing another "first" in Keira's life.

Sure enough, she quieted down after only about a minute, and then I went over to scoop up my grumpy little baby. Looking into her teary-eyed and pouty face, it was hard not to laugh, but I giggled a bit anyway. Such a silly girl!