Stroller free toddlers

So we didn't bring the strollers on our trip to NYC this time. Instead, we found ourselves barking directives at two speech-delayed toddlers about where to wait, when to start walking, being careful on the escalators, moving sidewalks, baggage carousels, airtrains, elevators and rental car parking garages. Whew!

Mike's woofing stressed out H so much she threw down her stuffed animal cheetah and Thomas suitcase inside the elevator that was taking us to the airtrain. He then picked up the cheetah and threw it right back at her and barked, "I don't have time for your tantrums right now!!" That did it. She proceeded to cry, hyperventilate, cough, and couldn't stop.

It makes me wonder why some adults are equipped with more patience and tolerance than others? Doesn't he know that he's teaching her to be impatient and intolerant when she faces a similar situation in her future? He is giving her persmission to act out and act like a child when the situation calls upon her to be the adult and exercise more patience. It really hurt me to see them like that.