Other People’s Kids Suck
September 28th, 2009
When I first told my friends that I was preggers with Miss Mouse, several of them jokingly replied “but you don’t like kids.” As I believe I’ve mentioned in the past, I’m not that much of a “kid person.” I adore my daughter — of course!! — and I enjoy some other people’s kids, but I’m not willing to embrace the category of children as a whole.
Our trip to the Children’s Museum this weekend reminded me why. Other people’s kids are awful. Or at least they can be.
Case in point: at the Museum, there’s a little area designed for the youngest kiddos — those who can’t walk and are still somewhat fragile. And yet, Miss Mouse had to compete for toys with rampaging older kids (I think they were at least seven or eight) who were climbing on the benches nearby and leaping onto the little kid play mat like it was their own private trampoline.
And I personally witnessed a fearsome five year old come within inches of stepping on her hands as he charged up to the light board — and then proceeded to take all the pegs away from her.
I don’t want to be “that mom” who tells other people’s kids off or tells other parents how to handle their kids. So I clamped down on all the snide remarks and suggestions that they take a hike and focused on protecting my girl from the galloping hordes.
To be honest, she seemed totally unperturbed by the chaos around her. As a Day Care veteran, she can handle herself in a crowd!