I have kids! Matter of fact I love kids. Especially when they are in the baby to toddler years.
I recall, in the privacy of my own home talking to my babies in jibberish - some of you know what that means. Now, that I am passed that stage I sit back and listen to parents talk like that to their offspring- in public of all places- and note how crazy they sound.
Here are some of the things I heard this past week sitting in a children's clinic.
In a high squeaky voice: Does Emily need to go potty? Ohhh, your diaper feels warm! I ask myself, why would Emily need to go potty when she takes a leak right in her diaper? The same mommy, when Emily hits another child on the head with a wooded block, in a stern adult voice, Young lady, you say sorry to that little boy. We don't hit here! I wonder, do you only hit at home?
In the same room where there was this creepy clown trying to entertain children by blowing bubbles. One mom says, "Oh, look at the bubbles! What are those Steven?" I'm thinking, 'Look lady you already told your Steven that they are bubbles and now you asking him what they are?' You trying to trick him? Poor kid!
Then there is Tommy and Timmy, twins - maybe 10 months. Tommy has a Diego stuffed thingy in his hands. There is Timmy trying to wrestle it from his twin brother's hands. Both are arguing in a baby sort of way. Meanwhile.... the creepy clown, is blowing those stupid bubbles at them, I guess trying to mediate the Diego-o-war. Mom steps in and says, in a silly sounding gruff voice with her lips puckered out, "Timmy you have Boots, here is Boots. Boing, boing, boing!" I guess trying to make the stuffed toy thingy hop! 15 minutes later and mom and dad are leaving the waiting room, mom pushes dad aside - no kidding - and says 'I'm pushing the stoller you can take the bag.' I'm thinking, OK BOOTS, no wonder Timmy is a bully!
Yes, I have a demented thought process sometimes. I'm sure that the parents have no idea they are doing the goo goo ga ga thing with their kids in public. I'm sure that they will continue to do so. You know what, I saw that they love their kids. I am sure whenever I get grandchildren from my children, I will revert back to the goo goo ga ga stage. Hopefully, not in public.
Enjoy your kids, they grow up way to quickly.
The Creepy bubble blowing Clown!
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