This is now what Broden's tantrum's look like. These usually take place when he is tired and I refuse to pick him up, but occasionally occur in other instances as well.
This is how it plays out:
Crawls to my feet.
Reaches up and grunts.
Me: "Hang on buddy."
Bows his head to the ground like a Yogi master and twists body until laying flat on back.
It's rather cute actually. So cute that sometimes I would love to pick him up when he reaches for me, but I kind of want to see him roll himself onto the floor and give me the "Why don't you love me?" face.
I know, it's not going to be so cute when he's three and does this in the middle of a crowded store, but I don't want to hear about it.