When it was time to open presents they all gathered around to sit and watch. I told Daws he needed to make sure he sat nicely so everyone else could see. Well "everyone else" except a handful were standing, practically stepping on my kid to see the birthday boy open up gifts. And, then my child is sitting there crying because he can't see. Um, hello parents...would you mind telling your kid to sit the hell down so my kid who's actually listening and doing the right thing could see! I'm not trying to be a party pooper, but can't you still have fun AND make your kids use their manners?!
I know I'm not always going to be there to fight Dawson's battles. I know I have to let him figure things out for himself. I know I have taught him to the best of my ability how to treat people and act in public. I know all these things. And for the most part, he can hold his own so I do let him.
BUT
He's my first-born. The only Dawson James I'm gonna have. If I feel like hovering, I'm going to. If I feel like telling the kid who stepped on my kid that he needs to sit down, I'm going to. If I see my kid crying because some parent who's too busy yappin' their mouth or looking the other way isn't going to discipline their child, I'm gonna step in and play hovering Mommy.
On a more positive note, we were so glad to we could be there to celebrate one of Daws' best buds 4th birthday. When we got to the car he said, "Well, that was fun!" In the end, that's all that matters. :)
Even if I had to look like crazy, hovering, over-parenting mom.
Guess what? I'm more than okay with being "that" mom. ;)
Here is my junior firefighter having a blast:
There needs to be more momma's like you! Seriously!
ReplyDeleteand I never thought to have a party at the firestation. How awesome is that! Glad your guy had a blast, even if he had rude friends/parents.