One of the hardest parts about being a parent is dealing with the often illogical temper tantrums and emotional outbursts kids have.
I chalk it up to kids knowing exactly what they want and being utterly upset whenever life isn’t as magical as they want it to be.
My son, for example, has some very strong opinions on what his toy octopus’s name is. If you call it by another name, he doesn’t really get that heated. But for some reason, whenever I or my mother-in-law call “Oscar the Octopus” the name Hassaballa, my son absolutely loses it.