Friday, February 1, 2008
The boy who spit
Today I was at the mall letting my little kiddies play in the play area there. I was just minding my own business, when Sagie came up to me. She had something on her face that somewhat resembled snot, and she is a little sick, so I wiped it off and sent her on her way. Well, a couple next to me then informed me that one of the boys (who was too tall to be there anyway! ) had spit on my baby girls face!!! Well, because I hadn't seen it, I was a little wary to believe, but when I looked over at him, he proceeded to do the same thing to another little girl. "What the crap!" I thought. I began watching the kid like a hawk. And where was his parent? No kid alive is going to spit in my baby girls face and get away with it. Finally at one point the mom of the other spit victim found the gaurdian...looked like a granpa, and told him. He brushed it off with an annoyed look on his face. By this point I was steaming! So here comes little gray shirt boy over to my baby Sage again, and proceedes to hit (not hard) her. So what did I do? I grabbed the abnoxious kids arm and told his as forcefully as I could without yelling that he is NOT to hit other kids, especially babies, and that spitting was completly innapropriate. Then I told him that I would be watching him. He proceeded to stick his tounge out at me and mumble something unitelligible, but behaved the rest of our stay, and even offered Sage his toy he had been holding onto. I apologized to the mom next to me, because seriously, it's not okay to dicipline other kids right? Or is it? I felt bad for this little boy. Where was his mom? Did he have anyone around his life that cared enough to set rules for him? Was everyone in his life too selfish, so he has to revert to spitting on other kids for attention? My next thought was....I am SO grateful for my son, and the good boy that he is becoming. Sure he's crazy, but he knows right from wrong, and respects that. I just hugged and kissed him, after I'd washed their hands and faces and told him that I loved him. I am so blessed to have their sweet little spirits in my home. Sometimes you just need a good spitting in the face to realize how blessed you are!