I love it when someone else’s kid loses it.
Yes, it’s annoying in the restaurant when they’re running around or having a fit, but when someone else’s kid goes nuts in public, it tells me I’m not the only one.
On the outside I’ll shoot you a sympathetic glance saying “I get it, we’ve all been there, don’t worry.”
On the inside I am doing backflips because it’s your kid that sucks this time – not mine.
When we went to the Thomas the Train party at our railyard last weekend, it was my kid that was losing it. Crying for the photos, screaming on the train, not really wanting to partake in any of the festivities. It was my turn to take the bullet.
But then at the grocery store, when the kid an aisle over wouldn’t take “No” for an answer when he wanted a chocolate bar at checkout, I smiled inside.
It’s a pain when there’s a screaming kid on the plane a few rows up, or next to you but there is a sense of pride knowing it’s not yours causing the trouble – this time.
Today, at the amusement park, when a too-big-for-a-stroller kid was screaming blue murder, I felt peace.
When I see a Dad have to yank on his kid’s arm to get him to fall in line and not run away from the group in a crowd, I grip the hand of my behaving son a little tighter.
Listen, I get it – kids are unpredictable and don’t always listen. And I love it when it’s your kid that pulls the short straw.
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