It is no secret to anyone who knows me that I would desperately love to have children. This weekend, however, I ran into several little kids that made me challenge that position. These were the types of children that make you not only cringe but also glad that you aren't the one responsible for them.
Saturday was Pierce's 2nd birthday party. It was a big ole' monkey themed extravaganza. The decorations were adorable, the food was great, and there were activities a-plenty for all the little kiddies in attendance. The most popular activity was a huge bounce house which the kids flocked to. The kids at the party mostly ranged in age from one to four with a few other odd ages thrown in here and there. But, all of them needed to be watched pretty closely. So I was standing guard at the bounce house keeping an eye on my angelic niece and nephew when I noticed one little kid getting a little too rough. The first time he jumped on top of my niece I thought it was probably an accident but then it happened a couple more times. After the third time, and after scanning the crowd for his care taker and not seeing her anywhere near us, I took it upon myself to firmly tell the little bastard to knock it off. I don't know if he didn't understand me or he just didn't care but that little jerk off came running from across the bounce house, jumped, and while in mid-air, spread his legs open like a professional wrestler and tackled Peyton on the chest. If I could have fit through the little opening in the bounce house I would've grabbed that little kid by his arm and dragged him out of that thing with the quickness. I did actually wonder out loud a couple of times if it was ok to spank another person's kids. Peyton took it like a champ though and the little kid did finally back off. I understand that kids will be kids but this little boy was just way out of hand. He was the only one causing trouble like that. Little jerk.
Then today I was at Target, having a very relaxing time of walking up and down the aisles touching and looking at everything, when a blood curdling scream broke the blissful silence of my day. Some little brat was screaming at the top of her lungs. I seriously almost ran to her thinking she was being abducted or something. I stopped when I heard her poor mother trying to get her to shut up. In my head I honestly said to myself, "see that's one good thing about not having a child". LOL I honestly don't know how you parents do it. What do you do when your kid has a break down in the store? I mean, you can't spank them in public anymore for fear that someone will call DCF on you. But, do you stop mid-shop, leave all your stuff in the cart and leave? Do you let the kid scream? Do you give them whatever they want so they'll be quiet? And what do you say to all the people giving you dirty looks? I know if I ever have a child that someday I'll have to deal with that but every time it happens I'm kind of thankful that its not my child disturbing the peace.
When I got home this afternoon I encountered some more little hellions running around my neighborhood. It is a gorgeous, cool day here. We've got the windows open and the breeze is blowing in. I know the kids are probably having a great time running around outside and playing. But, there is a little group of assholes playing in the backyard of the house behind mine and one over. That's fine, I understand kids need to be outside and playing. I don't even mind their screaming but these little jerks took it a step further. They started antagonizing my sweet, perfectly mannered babies, Daisy and Roxy. They were banging on the fence until the dogs went running up to them barking and then would run away screaming. When we called our dogs back the little kids would run up to the fence and do it again. You know, we try to keep our dogs quiet as not to disturb the neighbors. Is it so much to ask that parents do the same for their children? I think not.
I know that even after this weekend my resolve to have children has not gone away. I still definitely want them. But that's only because my children would never act like the ones I've encountered today. Or is that something all parents to be have to tell themselves in order to procreate?
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I guess I'm not sure how to comment----but I do know that you were not a perfect child by any means------parents just deal with it----- and try and make the best of any situation whether they are out in public or not----there are even adults who do not know how to behave and they are the ones in the barroom brawls or mean and ugly to others or the bullies in school....yes it does have a lot to do with parenting and teaching right from wrong--------there will always be the mean child or the spoiled child-----you can't say that your child would never act like that because he or she may have their day---even children have good days and bad days......every child needs to have boundaries, and parents are supposed to set those boundaries...... but when there are several children and differennt personalities there is always one or two that have to kinda be the leader. Every time BEcky would hear a child crying or screaming she would break out in a cold sweat and always said that she didn't want children and now look at how life has changed----we always knew that Lindsey would have children ---- and each child is different----it takes a lot of patience and there are parents who are not so good at it......I thought yesterday was a good day---Love Mom
hmmmm... I thought this post would be taken as a joke. I didn't expect such a serious answer.
I think "little bastard" and "little jerk" are a bit harsh when describing a 2 1/2 year old.
Just this past Friday, my perfect little Pierce was "that kid" and I wanted to die. Right there on the floor in Kohl's. There wasn't a thing that was going to make him stop acting like a crazy animal, so I took him to the car, while Lindsey and Pey paid for their stuff. In fact, on my way to the car, security watched me closely b/c it certainly seemed that I was kidnapping my kid...he was screaming THAT LOUD!
It WILL happen and you WILL be mortified and you WILL want to smack that person who is giving you the "do something with your child" look b/c there is NO reasoning with a 2 year old. They just don't get it yet.
And just wait until your kid stands on top of a chair at Panera bread screaming "retard" at everyone b/c he heard Aunt Lindsey say it....that's the best!!
I understand what you are saying about that little kid who hurt Peyton. I would want to throw him too. A couple of weeks ago we were at a mall in CT. and they had a play area for kids. There was an area for children under 1. I took my Bubby in there and he was crawling around smiling at everyone and was his usual sweet self and out of nowhere came "that kid". For some reason, he targeted my Bub and kept going over to him and was pushing his head hard, for NO reason. I told him gently no twice and he kept doing it (and BTW he was about 3, in the baby area). His father kept saying "no-no" but did nothing. Finally after the third time he pushed his head to the ground, I said really loud "I said No, you can't hurt him", so the kid got the point and went over and pushed this sweet little girl off one of the toys. Her mother picked her up and left and this kid ran off to torment others. My point is the WHOLE time his father sat there from across the room yelling "no-no" but did nothing. If one of my kids hurt another I would be mortified and then they would be firmly told no, and then get a spank on the hand if it continued. It was awful that this child was allowed to hurt others. He literally ran around the play area pushing all the kids.
On the other hand, Mia is in the terrible two's full swing. One day we were in KMART looking for a new vacuum and Mia wanted this Mickey mouse that was on a shelf near by. We told her she couldn't have it and she started screaming "help help". I wanted to DIE. People were looking at us like kidnappers! We couldn't give in or she would know how to get her way, so we had to walk through the store with the kid yelling "help"! We laugh about it now, but at the time, it was mortifying!
Good blog!
Yeah its frustrating...Sophia likes to yell "OW, OW" in the midst of a very public tantrum and we just grit our teeth and deal. I think she's hitting the terrible two's a little early. At least at the end of the day we can all have a good laugh. And I know its mortifying, Becky, but I couldn't help but find it hysterical thinking of little Pierce screaming Retard! Kids say the darndest things lol!!
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