You can call me Miss Trunchbull.

Blogger has thrown me for a loop. I don't like the change. Why do people have to fix something that isn't broken? I don't get it. But I digress.

How was everyone's weekend? We had a BUSY weekend. Friday we did date night and went to Frodo's. It is a great little pizza spot here in Greenville. However, it was KID central there. Now for those of you who don't know me personally, I LOVE children. I LOVE babies. I love to sit and watch kids interact and talk to each other as creepy as that sounds. Kids are so innocent. I swear I'm not a creeper.

But let me tell you one thing I do NOT love. I do NOT love unruly children. It's one thing if a child misbehaves, and the parent is right there to reprimand. So on with my story. It was packed and there was a line. I told Brian that I would get us a table. I was sitting right in the midst of all these kids. I was fine. I was just people watching, minding my own business. UNTIL, this little bratty boy starts chasing his friend up and down this small aisle in the restaurant. He ran by me a couple times and I ignored it. Then he kept running and chasing and then he decided to start banging on this game with his hands causing a HUGE ruckus. Then he starts throwing this ball around and rough housing his little twit buddy.

Y'all, it took every bit of me to bite my tongue. And where are his parents? No where to be found. I assumed they were in the group of mothers all sitting around sipping their cocktails not caring a bit about what their child was doing. I know the cardinal rule is not to reprimand another person's child. So I didn't. But boy did I ever want to snap and say "Listen, you need to cut it out and quit making all this ruckus in here." So instead of snapping and have him run to his mom and then have her snap at me, I gave that kid the death eye. He knew I meant business as soon as he caught me staring at him. I felt like Miss Trunchbull from Matilda giving this kid a sneer.

My point in all of this is that I love children. I don't like it when their parents are so completely enthralled with socializing/cocktailing and not keeping tabs on their children. Also, this kid KNEW better. He was the age that he knew running around and banging on the plexi-glass of video games and pushing his buddy around and screaming is NOT okay.

I'm not a parent now. But the day that I am, my children are not going to ruin everyone else's dinner or wreak havoc. They are going to behave in public. They are not going to run around like chickens with their heads cut off. And if they do, I will be a PARENT and reprimand them properly.

So parents, keep tabs on your children. And kids, y'all behave now, ya hear?

I just had to tell y'all. I was very appalled at the time but am laughing at myself as I write this. Anyways, hope y'all had a great weekend.

Tomorrow is HUMP DAY! Woo! :)

xoxo,
Haley