"I keep going and it will eventually go away?"
"I’ll keep going anyway."
"We go home and that’s life."
"I get in a ball and cry?"
You may be surprised, but I would have left. But why? In fact, I sincerely think that “discipline” or threats, because generally, yes, when we ourselves don’t feel at the top of our form and children do anything, it goes in all directions and it is neither benevolent nor constructive.
I also think that as a mom who often goes out alone with her children, I need to put my limits. Saying “no” doesn’t work, so too bad, we’re going home. It’ll be better next time. I’m not threatening to say, if you don’t stop, we’re leaving! I am more in the listening mode of myself: if MY limit of pleasure is reached, I redirect us to the car, and I repack everyone and we set out again.
Sometimes it cries, it grumbles, but I sit them in the car. I close the doors and I stay outside to take a minute of deep breaths. Then we leave and listen to music.