Dear Oblivious Parent in the Supermarket:

Let’s talk for a minute about what it means to be a Parent- a real one. Parents teach their children morals and values, right? They learn how to say, “please,” and “thank you,” and more from the Parent. Real Parents care about fulfilling a child’s emotional, spiritual, and physical wants and needs, right?

So why the heck aren’t you Parenting? Why are you allowing your child to take things out of my shopping cart and throw them on the ground? Why are you OK with your child running up and down the aisles, pushing anyone who gets in her way? Why do you think it is OK to look at me, smile, and say “Toddlers”? I have a Toddler. She was sitting in the cart, behaving.

You, you are the reason our society is so screwed up. You are the reason that third graders plot to “take out” their teacher. You are the reason that 15 years old think it is alright to throw watermelons off bridges and into rush hour traffic.

And you are the reason that I hate people.

Sincerely,

The mother who almost gave you and your child and open-handed slap to the face.

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Originally posted on my now defunct blog “Wag the Dog”

There is so much to say. My daughter is getting so big. She is 9.5 months and there is no way of stopping her. I hate it. I mean, I love that she is healthy and that Mr. Mancub and I are not ruining her. But still. I watch her and I find myself getting so sad because I can’t get those precious moments back. The time she first smiled. Or how she used to fit in the crook of my arm and sleep for hours. I know that there are so many more memories to make, but I am still sad. Where has the time gone?