I would love to start this little conversation on a possitive note....but I just can't because something is really bothering me. And if you happen to read this and you know that you're involved in it, just know that my feelings are hurt and no, I didn't tell you about it because it's not worth fighting over...and I've used no names here. (nor have I posted this blog session on FB or any of that........)
I think that people forget that my son is 4 years old because of his size. He's a tall 4 year old. His dad is 6'6 and I think he's following in his foot steps. So because of this, kids AND adults treat him differently. This is just really bothering me because of a lot of little crap that has happened with several different people but the most recent one is this......
My Uncle has a party ever year and a lot people are there. Well the last day of the party my cousin, D, came and told me that J.J. had his weener out of his pants and was messing with it. (he wasn't putting it in anyones face or shaking it at anyone, or anything like that) My kid is a little obsessed with his weener but he's never just pulled it out in public and messed with it. Those of you who know him, know that I'm always telling him, "Leave it alone." or "Do you need to use the bathroom? No? Then leave it alone" Anyway, D. told me that he took care of it and when J.J. was around me the next time, I got after him about it.
So, later that day, when we're taking our tent down I look over to see it out of his pants again and he's rolling it in his fingers! Seriously?! I got him. I told him that the only reason it should be out of his pants is if he needs to use the bathroom! And if I seen it or heard that it was out again I was going to beat his little ass. (yes, I told him that)
And that was the last of it. I didn't hear that it was out again or see it. Fast forward to today.......
I'm talking to my cousin "A" and I tell her that J.J. was wondering when we were going to go play with her kids. We'll call them "C" and "lil J". I said, "Oh I don't know. Maybe later this week, we just got done hanging out with them this whole weekend." And she goes on to tell me that her youngest was playing with his yesterday when they got home so he must have learned it from J.J. (it was more of a conversation but thats the jist of it) and "Big J" (the husband) was having some big fit about it. And if it keeps up we wont be playing together anymore. ("Big J" was around when "D" told me about it....actually I think just about everyone was around....)And I'm like, "Seriously? It's not like I'm sitting there going, 'Oh he's playing with it, hahahahahaha isn't that so funny!'" NO!! I'm getting after him and I'm telling him that it's NOT what we do. But this is also the same man that sat outside and was laughing the whole time that his son "lil J" was calling me a bitch in front of everyone and egging him on! Or whos son "C" runs around calling people assholes. Yeah. My kid plays with his weener. He's 4. He's played with it since his little hand could find it.
Fuck off "Big J". When yours are perfect little angels you can talk to me about mine. (and I'm not dogging out my Cousins kids, I love those kids but they're not perfect, just like mines not perfect.)
And the party...it was great. What sucks is that none of this was bothering me at the party itself.....and now I don't even feel like telling you about the party.......humph.
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