Observations on life by a sometimes normal woman who also happens to be a Nana.
I was born in Washington, DC to a young English warbride and an American pa. I grew up equally comfortable on either side of the Atlantic. In late spring, my mother would take me out of my American school, we'd hop a plane or a ship and make our way to England where she'd promptly stick me in a school in my grandparents' neighborhood. As a result, both countries are a comfortable fit. My husband (Himself) is English, our first child was born in London and the second in Washington, DC. And now we're in Southern California, comfortably hunkered down in the Santa Monica Mountains.
Understand, please, that for the most part, I like little kids. Understand, also, that many of the parents of these very same young children just plain piss me off. And so, if I truly ruled this country (as I do per Caroline's blog) and I owned any kind of store then I would for certain carry out this threat ...
posted by Lin @ 12:18 PM
7 Comments:
Yes. Defiantely the right person for the job.
Great sign: could consider including drum kit.
Heh, heh that's too funny!
I don't even try to pretend that I have patience, and loud hyperactive children annoy the heck out of me, but it annoys me even more that their parents don't even attempt to control bad behavior!
How about adding a box of poster paints, their lids loose enough to fall off in parental car/kitchen - but not before..
I'll have to look back thru isamericaburning posts for your earlier comment. Knew your blog seemed familiar somehow.
my mom's church used to have a sign that said, "crying babies are like good intentions: they should be carried out."
heh
That's a neat sign; but I bet the kids would love you if gave them a free puppy.
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