I am so sick of being treated like a second class citizen. Not because I am a woman, or because I am part of a mixed race marriage. (Those are whole other posts.) But because I am a parent. I am mocked, blamed and treated like I don't belong.
Take eating out for example. I believe that the restaurant should not be kid friendly, but my children should be restaurant friendly. My kids know how to behave in restaurant. They are quiet. polite and stay in their seat. And if they don't? They get taken outside until they can calm down and act right. Also we don't take our kids to "Fancypants Mcgee Bistro." But we go to places like Chili's in the middle of the afternoon and some gives my kids a dirty look for giggling too much? I have so far kept my patience. But eventually I am just going to start punching.
Or movies. In town their is a free summer kids movie every week. Free...Kids. Some people seem to have missed those key words. Again our kids know not to talk during the movie and to stay in their seat. But we've been to the FREE summer KIDS movie and gotten dirty looks from adults who didn't bring any kids when my daughter whispers, "Why did they take ET Mommy?" Next time I will punch them in the back of the head and they can choke in their popcorn bucket. They are cheap enough to come to a FREE KIDS movie and bitch about the KIDS? No sir.
And the reason for this rant. The grocery store. Really any store. Once more I will reiterate, my kids do not run willy nilly screaming through the aisle. If they have a melt down, we stop shopping and leave. But they are little and aren't always aware of their personal space or other's personal space. So they may run in front of a cart or cut someone off trying to get to the cookie aisle. I make them say they're sorry and I also apologize and smile at the person. Most people smile back and laugh a little, say something about how kids will be kids, etc. But then there's the douches who give me a dirty look after I apologize. I fucking said I was sorry, asshole. I may or may not have said that to some hipster in the cold foods sections the other day. But I promise you, next time. Punching.
I don't particularly like kids, except for my own. I hate playgrounds and birthday parties. So I get that kids are annoying. But guess what, one day they will be in my place. Even thought they say they don't want kids, the majority of them will end up as parents anyway. And karma is a bitch. Also where the hell would they be if their parents hadn't decided to have them.
I refuse to sit at home and stare at Sprout all day, or only go to restaurant that have flashing lights and ball pits.Just because you are an asshole doesn't mean that my kids don't belong out in public. I think that assholes should not be allowed in grocery stores or restaurants. Because they ruin my day more often then rambunctious kids.
If they do come out and want to act superior to me and my kids? This is fair warning. I will start swinging, like a crazed windmill, bitches. So watch out.
What makes you want to punch someone?