I am becoming a turtle. I disappear into my shell soon as i hear condescending chatter aimed at kids, pinching of cheeks that are not owned by the pincher, answering in sing-song mode for a child who could have answered, etc… I have never been so non-gregarious and anti-general-conversation as i am now.
I guess i don’t know where to begin/end when i’m in such situations. It is hard to hear a mother say “well a smack now and then is a good way to keep them in control” or “whenever i talk to my son about stuff he should or should not do, he covers his ears and closes his room door on me” Its tough to speak cordially and continue a conversation with such mothers.
And to talk about children as inconveniences is deplorable. A child is “good” if he or she will allow the parents unlimited time to themselves or time for a movie etc. So otherwise the child is what? Bad? Why did we have them?
Raghu and I watched E.T. He loved it, i love it and remembered old coloring books of mine that had the most famous scenes in the movie. Raghu built a Lego spaceship type structure… and declared it E.T’s space ship to go home. I love RU’ing.