Some people...

Everyone who has ever had children knows there are certain truths in life. You will work 24-7. You will be sleep deprived. You will have more love in your life than you ever imagined possible. And you will experience temper tantrums. No matter how well behaved your children are, there are days that are not as great as others. That being said, let me tell you about my day today.


 I was heading to Walmart for some groceries, shopping on a budget means going to the bargains. Anyhow, Ethan, my sweet little 2 yr old fell asleep on the car ride over. I felt bad, but I only had a few hours to finish my errands before having to pick up Kaden at school. I decided to head in any way. Mistake #1, I admit. While we were there, the tantrum begins. He insisted I carry him the entire visit.  I refused to give into him. He weighs 35 lbs mind you. 35 pounds which quickly begins to feel like 100. I understand he was tired and cranky, but after all, we have to teach our kids that they can't get what they want by throwing a fit, right? So I let him yell and cry for a bit like I normally do. Mistake #2 probably. I started to ignore people's stares and snickers. Usually this behavior subsides after a few minutes. Not today. A few women smiled, probably pitying me. One even admitted she was glad her kids are past this terrible two stage and wished me luck. The tantrum continued and in the midst of Ethan's ear piercing screams, I saw an elderly woman approaching.  She rolled up to me in her electric scooter and in what looked like her over sized night shirt, she began to demand that I needed to make "him" stop. I was taken off guard at first. I was expecting another sweet lady offering me to stay brave and not give in. Instead, she began to tell me how, mine and my sons behavior was a nuisance and that everyone across the entire store was sick of it. I didn't know what to say other than offer an apology. I would have been fine to end it there. But the old hag insisted on giving me a verbal lashing. She told me to leave and go home. There was a moment I envisioned what it would be like to push her scooter out the door and into on coming traffic, but then I was brought back to reality and calmly told the woman to mind her own business and suggested she move along if I was disturbing her. I should have told her to turn her hearing aid off but I didn't want to be rude...Mistake # 3.  She continued to demand that I leave. She did everything short of grabbing me and physically force me out the aisle. I just couldn't believe how some people think its so ok to tell others how to "handle" their children. Wicked old wretch.