After a long stressful flight home with Adrie, I was happy to let her play at the airport kid's area while we waited for luggage.
As soon as we got there, a littler-than-Adrie girl came over and stole the toy train Adrie had picked up - grabbed it right out of her hands - screaming "It's mine!" I jumped in and diffused the fight, getting Adrie interested in something else (even though by playground rules, Adrie plainly picked up a toy that did not 'belong' to anyone at the moment.)
The train was soon abandoned, and Adrie picked it up again - only to have the little girl come and try to wrestle it back. Natually, Adrie resisted, and then the girl's big burly brother came over and plucked it out of Adrie's hands. As he turned his back, Adrie grabbed at the sleeve of his shirt. I was 30 inches away and couldn't stop her, but plainly saw that she only grabbed his shirt as he moved away. Sigh... I can admit my child is not perfect.
-BUT-
That little boy screamed "She pinched me! Ow! Mom! Ow! She pinched me!" The mom called out something like "It's okay, don't worry about her honey."
"She pinched me!" He yelled on and on, starting the crocodile tears, as the mom shouted things across the 12 people sitting there like 'just ignore her' and 'she didn't hurt you that much.'
Lies! Lies!
Adrie was naturally wary of this sibling duo from that point on so she would yell "Don't touch me" or "NO!" whenever they got near. The littler-than-Adrie girl seemed to take this as a challenge, and sat down right next to Adrie, running her hands up and down her arms, her cheeks, the back of her head. I said (mostly for the benefit of other listening parents) "Adrie! BE NICE." So my sweet Adrie started saying in the softest voice I've ever heard, "Please don't touch me. We don't touch people. I don't like it. Please leave me alone."
My heart melted, I rescued her, gave her a BIG hug, and left those bratty kids and their rotten parents.
I think I have some long years ahead of me.
I have to mention - for the first time in this picture it's really dawned on me that my little girl is a completely independent personality with opinions that will from henceforth and forever clash with my own. She was sitting here happily, cute as can be, until I pulled out my camera. I demanded she 'get back there and sit down', she wouldn't, so I 'helped' her sit down and hissed at her to look at me. See how well it worked. She is plainly doing what I ask without liking it. Hahahaha... oh I love her so much.
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Oh man! Kids! I once had an incident with parents: At the docs office once, a little girl came and snatched Abbie's book from her that she was playing with, and brought it to her mom. Abbie walked over to them and tried to get it back. The mom looked down at her and said, "sorry honey, but you need to learn how to share." I was like, WHHHAAATT?? She is barely one, and your kid snatched it from her!", but Abbie let them read HER book, and came back to me. The doc called me to go to the doctors room, and I walked over to the woman and sweetly asked, can we have OUR book back? She was mortified! She thought it was the office book. She handed it back, and apologized. Abbie was cool with it, but I wanted to say, "Yeah, you need to teach YOUR daughter how to share!"
That doesn't sound too irrational to me...!
The mother bear instinct would have come out of me big time! I have had to deal with all kinds of this stuff. We have even had problems with a bully being mean to my son this year at school. I wanted to go down and kick that kids %@! But that wouldn't be Christlike or reality......(but I still wanted to)!
OH MY GOSH! What a rude kid, I can't believe it. That's why I'm waiting 100 years until I have a kid.
I think she just misses her braid. Hence the long face.
Come baaaaaaaaaaaaack. House is quiet.
Ok, that just about made me cry!! Poor, sweet little Adrie being bullied and trying desperately to be SO nice about it! (I AM prego and emotional, but still!) Rotten little bratty liar kids!
She is just too cute and smart - you have to let me watch her sometime!
Life just isn't fair...you know that! Venting SURE does help though...
Can we take a moment to talk about how awesome your hair is? Love it.
Yeah, I'd have left too, and would have wanted to stick my tongue out at the kid as we left. What a brat!
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