I am all kinds of whipped up today:P I don't now if it's because I live in the city, and we are on top of each other, so complete strangers think they can jump into my life at any time to shove their worthless two cents down my throat, or if this happens all over the place?
Miss Peach had the day off school yesterday (I find this out after loading the kiddos up and hauling them to school only to find it was closed for "Columbia Day", as Miss Peach called it.) No problem, I go for my run with two kiddos in the stroller instead of one, and then take them to the zoo to play.
Let me stop here only to say...Whoever designed the Children's Zoo obviously did NOT have kiddos. Seriously, who puts a fountain with shards of metal coming out of the bottom, low enough that kiddos can climb into it, in the middle of a child play area? Oh, add in a waterfall with a step so kiddos can stick their head right in said waterfall. The least you could do is turn the dang thing off in the winter! I was very lenient with The Little Man, until the third time he found himself knee deep in the mosaic fountain nightmare. It was a meltdown coming, and there was nothing I could do but plow through it, and head home for "lunchies".
Remember, Little Man is still wearing his shirts with one arm out of the top "like Caveman Austin". I'm OK with that, it's all about picking your battles. After hauling TLM (From here on, TLM stands for The Little Man, m'kay?) up from the fountain for the nine millionth time, I hog tied him to the ground to wrestle his coat on him. This is a battle I have to wage...he's wet, it's cold out, and he's gonna wear a coat dog gone'it!
Out of nowhere, some nanny who speaks English as a second language comes up to us, puts her finger under the collar of his shirt, and says "Dis wrong!". Completely shocked that she did that, I look up and say "I'm well aware." (Like I have no idea how a shirt works:/) Then she goes back to watching the kiddos she is being paid to watch.
I am visibly upset at dealing with TLM's melt down, but what mother isn't stressed trying to shove two kiddos into a stroller, as one is melting down? It's like repacking a parachute. I wasn't yelling, or spanking anyone, I was just methodically putting him into the stroller while he played the "my bones are jello" game. (I hate when they do that!)
Again, out of nowhere, Nanny Lady comes up and grabs TLM's feet to get him into the stroller. (At this point, I'm in complete shock!) Do not touch my son thank you very much. Then she takes his face into her hands and says "you good boy", as if to imply that I was telling him he was a bad boy? She even took his toy truck and put it together and handed it to him....I know I am not painting the correct picture here. This was not a woman helping, it was like she was elbowing me out of the way because I was doing it wrong. Needless to say, TLM was horrified/scared at the stranger lady who was touching him and pushing Mommy to the side.
The Hell lady? Who asked you?!? I did not give him the truck back because...a) I am his mother, and b) He had thrown it on the ground, and I felt he did not deserve it back until he was done with his melt down. These are my decisions to make...as his mother!
Typically, when someone gets all up in my business, I am more than happy to go nose to nose with them. (Bring it on Sister Soldier...I will totally cut you!) *OK, I will not really cut you...but it sounds good-n-tough* This time, I was so shocked, I just wanted to get out of the situation. Who does this? I would never get in the way of a Mommy dealing with her toddler in melt down mode (it wasn't even that bad of a melt down...TLM has been WAY worse, and I am completely able to handle it)
Am I the only one who has strangers weaseling their way into their business? Step off Nanny Woman, nobody asked you! Sometimes I think I have a kick me sign taped to my back:P