Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

get. a. babysitter. (or stay home)

why is it that every time my boyfriend and I go out to eat we always are seated beside the table with the snot nosed brats from hell screaming kids? I'm not exaggerating...I cannot remember the last time we went out to eat and were not seated beside a table that had one or more children who were spoiled brats and their parents did nothing to make them behave.

This past weekend this happened and the table beside us had a child that appeared to be less than a year old and he screamed at the top of his lungs the entire time.

Is it rude to ask to be seated at a different table (if there is another table available) when something like this happens? I think it's rude to continue sitting there while your child is crying or screaming, but that's just me. Furthermore, if I had children and I wanted to go to a nice restaurant, I would either get a babysitter, stay at home or take the kids to McDonald's for a happy meal.....the parents of these screaming kids can't be enjoying their meal anymore than I am with the way their kids are acting.

Most restaurants (depending on the state you live in) have smoking and non-smoking sections. Why can't we have children and no children sections? Seriously. Not only is it not fair to people that don't have or don't want children, but what if my boyfriend and I did have children, but decided to get a babysitter and go have a nice, quiet dinner together and then get to the restaurant only to be seated beside people that don't have the common sense to leave the kids at home with a babysitter or go to a restaurant that is more kid friendly?

Thursday, February 19, 2009

coming out of the closet...........

The blog closet that is. Maybe. I haven't made up my mind yet.

I've been thinking that I haven't been posting much about the boyfriend's family anyway and I could just go back and delete the posts that I have written about them in the past.

Speaking of the boyfriend's family, I might as well tell you this story while I'm still undercover, in case I do decide to come out of the closet......

If you've been reading my blog for awhile then you know that I don't want any kids. Ever. I don't mind being around other people's kids, as long as they are well behaved, but they are usually not. Especially the boyfriend's niece. She might be one of the worst spoiled brats I've ever been around.

So, knowing how I feel about children, this is a conversation my boyfriend and I had a couple of weeks ago:

Him: The Sister just called and wants to know if we want to go to the circus with them the weekend after Valentine's Day.

Me: (After I stop laughing) ummmmmmm, let's see, a huge event with about a trillion small kids running around? No, but thanks for asking.

Him: Well we'd be going for them not all those other kids.

Me: Yeah, I'm going to have to pass on that. But you have a good time.

I do feel sorry for him though. He's not fond of children either, and I just don't think he realizes what he's getting himself into.