I’m still crabby about yesterday afternoon’s basketball experience, so I probably shouldn’t be posting, but I need to rant.
When my boys were younger and we’d be in public, I was often reminded that even though they were driving ME crazy, most everyone else thought they were being cute — like when they’d talk in church or something.
And now that I’m older, most of the time I do find other people’s kids cute as opposed to obnoxious, but wow, I was not impressed with the people I was forced to sit with at the basketball game yesterday.
I’m talking about little kids (2 to 4 year olds) who were all over my personal space. Some of it was cute, the little guy with freckles that kept peeking at me and looking into my knitting bag. But the one that was behind that kept bashing into me? And standing on my stuff? Or the one that grabbed the boys’ basketball and wandered off to play with it?
Or the ones climbing up and down and up and down???
TELLING your kid to “Knock it off” and then ignoring them does NOT get them to stop what they are doing. They are ignoring YOU. And they are completely and totally bored with having to sit in those hard bleachers for 2 hours with nothing to do but stand on top of me. OH, and all of the sugar you are feeding them from the concession stand isn’t helping anything, either.
I guess I’ve never had to deal with younger siblings being dragged to the older kids’ sporting events, but I’m pretty sure that if we had other kids, they would NOT be allowed to act they way all of these youngsters were acting.
Or maybe I’m just turning to a wicked old witch who should just stay home and knit.