Rounding the Corner

It is so very easy to get up in being judged or in thinking you are being judged as a parent. There are more than a few blog posts out there that showcase how condescending and judgmental people can be towards parents.

Happily, this isn't one of those tales.

Quite often after Liam finishes his day at school another mom and I take our kids out for a quick bite to eat. Yesterday we met up and as I was paying for our pizza buffet Liam fell HARD on his rump and the crying and screaming escalated itself into epic proportions with hitting and wailing and flailing. Oh my!

So I took him out and we chatted outside in the rain for a loooong time as I tried to get him to regain control. I wanted to teach him that he has the power to take control of his emotions and I had already paid. Not that losing the money for the meal was going to break the bank, but I wanted to take advantage of hanging out with one of his good buddies if we could round the emotional rollercoaster corner.

And, he did.

We walked back in and no less than a dozen people approached me and told me there were glad we were able to come back in. It was incredible. The manager told Liam that he'd make him whatever kind of pizza he wanted since he had calmed down. A dad approached me at the soda machine (I was getting tea...remember my lenten initiative.) and told me that he completely understood. That he had a son of his own and he was glad we could come back. The folks at the table next to us said nice things and tried to engage him in some talk about the O's. It kept happening, every single time I got up to get something someone made a nice comment.

I will remember this when I am out and about and I see a child who has "rounded the corner". All those people who took a moment to say such nice things warmed my soul.

Diesel Eyes

A couple of weeks ago we had to make a quick trip to the mall to pick up a few odds and ends before Tim went out of town on a trip. After we had amassed our goods, we took Liam down to the small indoor playground that they have there. He loves this place and would do almost anything for a fix, so we couldn't leave without a quick stop over.

On the way down the steps from the second floor to the first, we heard a baby crying. Liam quickly asked what was wrong. We told him we didn't know and this ladies and genlteman is not what I expected to hear back. Liam said, maybe she threw up in her mouth a little?? Umm...okay...that might make me cry a bit too.

Then, he found a little girl there that was into "chase" just as much as him. So they chased and chased until they couldn't chase anymore and then he stopped, looked her sqyuare in the eyes and said, "My daddy has a pipe wrench. I have one too!"

Oh me, oh my...is that a toddler pick-up line?

I think it might be, because just yesterday he told me I have "beautiful diesel eyes". Lightening McQueen would be so proud!