Mama Bear came out in full FORCE

My sister in-law (who is the absolute best!!) watched my kids this morning for me so I could rest. I had been sick all week and with my husband out of town…I wasn’t getting much sleep. Anyway, I called her, told her I was feeling much better and would get the kids. She told me to meet her at McDonald’s. So I did.

Of course I sat and let my kids run through the germ infested play area. Why is it that the brattiest of kids ALWAYS have to be attracted to my kid? I mean seriously does Zack have a brat magnet or something? To make it worse, this kid was like 8 years old. Go ride your bike or do something else. You can’t tell me playing at McDonald’s with a bunch of toddlers is fun.

So first off, the kid walks in and starts yelling at my son. That didn’t fly with this mom. I am the only one that gets to yell at my kid (haha just kidding…well sort of)! I didn’t say anything just yet…just watched. It got worse. It went from yelling to pretend kicking and hitting. Now my kid is no angel. But he’s four. If he sees someone older doing those things, of course he is going to do the same. However, being four, he gets out of hand MUCH faster. So I looked at the other kids mom thinking if I just stared at her a minute, she would stop yapping on her cell and pay attention to her kid. Nope. So I did.

I walked up the play area and said to the kid (and to mine) to stop pretend hitting and kicking, that someone was going to get hurt. Well that got her up off her swivel chair. “Excuse me, do you have a problem with my son?”…this is what the woman barked at me. Um…well now that you mention it…but rather than be rude, I simply told her that her son is much older than mine and I didn’t think he realized that the pretend kicking and hitting with a four year old would end up getting someone hurt since I know my son would probably get carried away too quickly. She didn’t say anything and just sat back down, on her swivel chair, and began yapping again.

Well wouldn’t you know. That pretend hitting and kicking turned to a game of chase. I still kept an eye on it. Hey I didn’t want to be that kind of mom that squashed all the fun! But just watching was going against my better judgement, and I wish I would have stopped it because then the game of chase turned into a game of chase WITH pretend hitting and kicking. Only the pretend kicking turned into an actual kick to my sons stomach. I think it was probably partially an accident, but still. Of course Miss Yapper over there said nothing to her son for kicking mine. So again, I stood up and said something.

I told this kid to please stop the hitting and kicking and showed him how he had hurt my son. Miss Yapper stood up and told me to not discipline her son again. Thats when the Mama Bear in me came out and I responded with “well if you did your job as a parent instead of bring your kid here without any rules or conversation on how to behave with other kids around, then I wouldn’t have to do your job”. And with that, I took my kids and we went home.

Maybe I was out of line. But come on. Watch your darn kid.

Angelina Jolie lips without Botox!

Yep my beautiful little girl is now sporting the ever trendy, Angelina Jolie lips. And I’ve got to say, the added puffiness is rather cute. I know I liked it when my nose spread a little and my lips puffed when I was pregnant (anyone else experience this? I have pictures if you think I’m crazy haha)!

So you’re probably wondering what she did to get the trendy lips. She was sliding down the steps on her stomach, laughing like a hyena when all of a sudden she smashed her face into the step. From the amount of blood, I thought for sure I was going to be spending my day at Urgent Care where I would probably be interrogated because my little accident prone child has been there quite a bit in her almost 2 years of life. But thankfully, it stopped bleeding and I don’t think she needs any stitches.

What am I going to do with this child and her accidents???

Attention ALL telemarketers

I understand that you need to work and feed yourself and your family, however it is NOT acceptable to call someones house after 9pm to conduct a survey. I also understand that you are calling from California, but that is not an excuse. Figure out what time it is in the time zone you are calling before you call and wake up one of my children. Because let me tell you, had one of my kids woken up, you would have gotten a freakin ear full. Yes I would have called your butt back and bitched you out.

Oh and for the record, I am on the National Do Not Call List. Not sure if that really amounts to much, but I’m on it so darn it, you’re gonna respect that.

OOOOH I hate hate HATE telemarketers. Especially ones that I cannot understand on the phone. Why the heck would you give someone that job if they were unable to speak clearly and with proper English? Saying things like “ain’t” and sentences that do not make sense is not acceptable in my book. But what do I know?

I shake just thinking about it

It being, my daughter getting older and starting to help pick out the clothes I buy for her. What is with this trend of making our little girls look like hookers? It seems like Target is the only inexpensive place to buy clothes anymore that are decent looking. Kohls and JcPenney have some pretty raunchy looking things. Especially Kohls.

And what the hell is with using material that I specifically remember being the material that my bar hopping clothes were made of???

The idea of my daughter thinking it is OK to wear things like that at 4, 5, 6 and so on makes me want to puke. When I student taught, there was a 1st grader in the class who regularly wore inappropriate (in my opinion) clothes. Her favorite t-shirt to wear was a “Property of the Boys Locker Room” shirt. WTH? Who buys that for a 6 year old??

I get it. Sex sells…but for a 6 year old? Really? Is that necessary? I one time told my husband that I need to go into designing kids clothes, but then I saw on The Next Top Model how they had to draw their pictures and stuff and well…I doubt a stick figure would make my clothes sell very well!

Wordless Wednesday – 9/3/08