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Last Updated: Nov 14, 2008 - 12:49:26 PM |
You know, my husband is convinced that all of Chester is going to think our child is the devil incarnate from reading these columns. I want to assure you all that this is not the case. We have the most wonderful, bright, kind, and beautiful child that anyone could ask for; he just happens to be two years old. Two-year-olds come with a warning: we all know it, the dreaded “terrible twos.” But you know, it’s not so terrible. It’s actually hilarious most of the time.
Being the parent of a toddler is mind-blowing. I can’t believe what a brilliant little mind we have under our very roof. He sings the alphabet; counts to twenty; and can carry on conversations without the need of a toddler translator. He is my life and my joy and makes my heart so full. So for my husband, I will tell you the story of Chick-fil-A.
It’s a Saturday night and Daddy is out of town. Nani (my mother) is here and we are taking the little one on a date with his two ladies. Of course, I have warned that he absolutely will not play in the indoor play area until he has eaten his chicken nuggets and had some fruit. As we sit down to eat, he begins shoveling French fries down his throat so fast it’s a wonder the Heimlich was not needed. You’ve got to give the kid points for following directions. Well, as we finish up and let him go play, I notice these other children playing and wonder where exactly their adult supervision is. Is it the ladies chatting by the window, paying no attention to the playground? Of course it is. This is my biggest pet peeve people. WATCH YOUR CHILDREN! I can’t stand it. You don’t watch your child, and then something happens and you want to blame everyone else. The incident this lovely night was a missing shoe. I have to say, the entire thing was hilarious. No one could find the shoe and the mother was offering all of the kids a dollar to find the thing. TA-DA, alas, the shoe was found by a little girl who was quickly disappointed when the mother snatched the shoe, the child, and left abruptly (without giving up her dollar) all the while fussing at her little one for throwing his shoe behind a wall. Once again, wouldn’t have happened if you had been within a 10-foot radius of your child and not separated by a soundproof partition.
I have to say, those indoor play areas can get pretty loud and so after twenty minutes or so, Nani was ready to go, not used to hearing such high decibels clanging against metal play structures. So as we left Chick-fil-A, we discussed what a wonderful night it had been and how amazingly well-behaved our little one was. So, there you go Chester, for the love of my life (my hubby), I am telling you a story of how well-behaved our little creation can be. Just keep your fingers crossed that I will have more of these stories to tell!
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