Those mothers who tell off other people's children.
Now, let me just qualify this statement. I do not walk up to children I don't know and inform them, out of the blue, that they are dumb or ugly or anything. No! Never. And in fact, I very RARELY tell off any kids that don't belong to me. Especially, ESPECIALLY if the parent is right there, witnessing the naughtiness.
BUT! When it's needed, I do it.
Today, we were at the playground right outside our house. Some neighbor kids were there too. Henry and Spencer came up, (Henry on his bike, Spencer on foot) and one of the neighbor kids is throwing wood chips. They were not aimed at my kids, and so I figure, whatever.
BUT THEN, one of the kids grabs a handful, walks up to Spencer, looks right at me, then him, I glare, and he CHUCKS them all in Spencer's face. WHAT THE HECK?
So, what did I do?
I said, "HEY! Don't you dare throw those at people anymore! He's just a baby."
(It should be noted that this boys was probably 4 years old... he knew better.)
So, the little punk looks at me and says (and I am not making this up) "Oops, sorry."
Oops?? OOPS? Like it was a freak accident. ARE YOU SERIOUS?
So, then, the bigger boys were trying "play" with Henry. They would chase him and shoot their pretend guns at him and he'd ride away on his trike as fast as he could, laughing. Henry WAS having fun.
UNTIL he got off his bike. Then one of the PUNKS hopped on his trike and starting riding away.
Excuse me? The kid just stole my three-year-old's bike. I'm sure he just wanted a ride, but you ASK before you take.
So, I said, NICELY, "Please don't take his bike..." He continued riding away.
I repeated, still nicely, "PLEASE don't take his bike." Again, I was ignored.
So, I said, NOT nicely, "HEY! OFF HIS BIKE, NOW!" And he climbed off.
It should be noted that at this point, the neighbor boys' father was outside his house, watching and smoking. NOT parenting.
THEN! (Oh, yes, there is more...)
The hoodlum children decided it would be fun to get in front of Henry as he is trying to ride his trike on the sidewalk. Everywhere he tried to ride, they'd block him. All the while, I'm trying to tell Henry, "Just say excuse me, they'll move!" hoping the little brats would get the hint. They did not. Poor Henry, just kept trying to get by, whimpering, "Excuse me, excuse me!" Poor dear.
So, I yelled, "MOVE IT! NOW!" And they did.
Then, I took my boys and went inside. I had had enough.
So, yes, I'm one of those moms, the embarrassing ones who wail on other people's children. Don't fear me though. If you PARENT your children, you have nothing to worry about. But, don't even think about letting them walk all over my kids, who are too little to express themselves.
And finally, it should be noted that I am an equal-opportunity-yeller. Henry chucked a handful of woodchips at one of the kids, (after he got pelted by one of the brats) and I told him off good too. Honestly, I was hoping that the useless father would see me parenting my OWN child and take note. Probably not though.