First tantrum in a mall

Baby Shmear and I went to the mall by ourselves on Saturday. In the mall they have those kiddie rides like cars or horses or carousels. Matthew wasn’t interested in actually riding the toys but had to check out every inch of the damn things X 4 rides. So after what seemed like an eternity but was probably only 10 minutes, I got bored and picked him up so we could leave the mall. All hell broke loose! Matthew proceeded to protest at the top of his lungs while flailing his arms/throwing himself on the floor for added effect (just in case I wasn’t understanding his point). I naturally started laughing which only ticked him off even further. I picked him up and we started walking away. When I thought we were far enough away I put him down so we could walk out of the mall. He did a quick turnabout and RAN back for the rides! So I picked him up again and started walking. Then came hissy-fit #2, only this time I was unable to carry him vertically; he was kicking and screaming so hard that he was slipping out of my arms and I ended up carrying him horizontally while everyone in the mall giggled. He continued to cry and scream all the way out the mall. I thought it would stop once we got outside or even into the car, but he continued to rag me out til we pulled away. Just like a man; must ruin my shopping trip!