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Particularly good STFU, Parents.
Thought y'all'd enjoy: [link]
Re: Particularly good STFU, Parents.
That's pretty funny.
I'd look at a person like they'd grown two heads if they offered to help clean up DS' poo.
Some parents crack me up. It doesn't take a village, b1tch. You chose to get knocked up and shyt that little poop machine out... you're on your own!
Currently Reading: Don Quixote by Miguel De Cervantes
Of all the public bathrooms out there, Walmart is definitely the one I'd expect to walk in and see some skank washing shlt off her baby in a sink. And no, I would not offer help.
Sounds like the beginning of a riddle: How many moms does it take to clean the shlt off a baby in a Walmart bathroom?
that sounds like a crappy joke.
Reading this, I just know she's the same type of mom who would make a post complaining about all the strangers who came up to him and touched him without permission because he is just the cutest baby ever.
I love STFU parents. One of my favorites (CLICKY) is the mom who posts about what it means to be a community. It amazes me how entitled some parents are, like parking in the spaces for people with disabilities because the expectant mom spaces aren't available or changing their kid's diaper on a table in a restaurant.
BFP #4 It's a BOY!
CP: July 2011
BFP #3: 11/3/2011 M/C 12/12/11
We miss you and love you always, little firecrackers!
Currently Reading: Don Quixote by Miguel De Cervantes
Yep, I would not be hanging out with her after that little display. She not only expects snacks and toys but also childcare and an announcement welcoming her children? I wouldn't invite her and her brood to my kid's birthday party, let alone any other event. I'm not sure when it stopped being the parent's responsibility to bring what their kid needs but we never leave the house without some toys and snacks for DD and now that she's almost two, I'm thinking of adding a leash and a muzzle to the kit.
BFP #4 It's a BOY!
CP: July 2011
BFP #3: 11/3/2011 M/C 12/12/11
We miss you and love you always, little firecrackers!
Yeah, she's a reoccurring character and completely nuts. She rants about how people shouldn't expect her to get a babysitter and then, in the next breath, expresses her outrage that anyone organizing an event doesn't provide child care. So it's not even an issue of her thinking that her children are tiny, tiny adults who should be included in every possible stinkin' event. It's a matter of her demanding that someone else pay for her to get the hell away from them. She's a gem.
Reading the comments by people who walk with sticks/canes and are expected by mothers to jump out of the way reminded me of my experience at the mall today. I walk into a store which is tiny and packed. I cannot move from the doorway as there are people blocking the path to my right and a woman with a stroller rolls up right in front of me. And looks at me. And asks me to move. I ask her to please give me some space so I can get out of her way, as if I step back outside I'll still be blocking her path. She rolls her eyes and then grudgingly did as I asked. I imagine she'd also be the type to expect anyone with handicaps to get out of her way.