Little Darlings

It was Charlie’s school picnic today. It sounded such a lovely idea – bring along your blankets and we will all sit in the sun with your children and friends LOVELY! Then after there’d be a show put on for them inside and then you can toddle off home early. sounded such a lovely afternoon. WRONG. Complete and utter chaos.

Now I’m in no shape or form claiming to be an expert parent (did you not READ my bad mums club post?! but I’d like to think that at a family event I would keep an eye my son. Surely not much to ask? Obviously it is. After being swarmed by children on the loose who were interested in my babies, one of whom tried to pick Phoebe up and almost strangled her in the process, we were then treated to a mass game of football happening right alongside us. This resulted in a football almost being kicked squarely across our picnic and nearly smacking my friends 2 year old in the face. Both incidents I hasten to add – at no time did we see any parents try to intervene or tell their children to stop. Lovely. I would be utterly mortified if Charlie was on the loose almost taking out a 2 year old but as always, it’s left to other parents to parent. How can they just let their little darlings run amuck whilst they sit on their arses gossiping? I had two 13 month old twins & still managed to keep Charlie in check. Am I from a different planet or what? It was only when (finally) a teacher intervened and took the football away that we could mildly relax without thinking we were under fire from testosterone fuelled stinking school boys. I guess I am.

It’s the same story at most soft play areas I have been to. One that particularly sticks in my mind was when there was a kid no older than 18 months roaming around completely on their own to the point of me & my friend actually thinking there was no one with her. She then started absolutely howling (probably to do with the fact her nappy absolutely honked and stunk the whole place out) and howling that we literally had to go and ask people if she was theirs. It was only that the woman and her mate looked up from being sprawled across the sofas drinking coffee that she gave somewhat of a sigh and plonked the girl next to her on the sofa & started feeding her crisps. Delightful Why are people so keen to just leave their kids to it & them just being there so it appears is enough? Today I was getting really quite annoyed with the persistence of the little girl who almost inadvertently strangled my child – but when I stop and think. It’s actually her parents (or lack of) that I should be annoyed at. I’ve come to the conclusion – I really don’t like many other children and I like their good for nothing lazy parents even less!!

B x

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