I’m not a fan of kids. There, I’ve said it. I realized that I don’t like other peoples kids. I love my kids and think my kids are awesome…even my P.I.T.A
I’ve realized that I don’t like other peoples kids. I love my kids and think my kids are awesome…even my P.I.T.A (see my previous post about him) but I’m not a fan of those random kids that I come into contact with. I love my friends’ kids, this is not about them. It’s about those kids that I see at amusement parks, stores, parks, malls, basically everywhere.
Let me tell you about my recent experience with one of “those” kids.
Over the weekend I went to a splash park with my family. My daughter wanted to see her mommy go down a water slide, so after some begging, I took my mom-bod up the stairs to get in line. I was in line with a bunch of “those” kids. One, in particular, happened to be standing right behind me.
This kid, around age 10, didn’t know the meaning of personal space. Besides the fact that I was standing there in my bathing suit, he proceeded to stand right up against my back. I moved up one step, he did too. There was no way to get away from him. Then it happened.
This kid slapped my butt.
I look at him.
He looks away.
He then continues to slap different body parts, my back, my arm, my leg.
I was so annoyed. I gave him the stink eye.
He wouldn’t look in my direction. While I was glaring at him, he began to go to town, licking the railing like it was an ice cream cone. He licked this hand rail clean. I was in total disgust, cringing.
Finally, I was next to go down this water slide.
He then continued to slap me. I looked at him and he pointed to the little girl standing behind him. That poor girl. I said “No dude, you are hitting me. Stop it right now,” in my mom voice.
I waived to my daughter on top of this water slide and went down. She was so excited to see me splash into this pool. I got out, told my husband about this annoying kid and said: “Ughhh, I can’t stand kids.”