I take the kiddo to our neighborhood pool a lot in the summer. Lately it's been so hot the water feels like bath water. It's not refreshing at all. It's not fun, either, when I have to be an offensive lineman(woman) for my daughter.
Just because your kid knows how to swim doesn't mean you can stop parenting. I'm talking to the moms who drop their kids, go find a nice, quiet lounge chair away from the pool, and work on their tans while surfing the net with their phones. Meanwhile, their kids are running apeshit all over the place-grabbing toys from babies, splashing toddlers, and water-gunning every face in the vicinity. Mommy is oblivious to it all because her BFF just called and they're making plans to go see Magic Mike.
Time for me to step in and parent (threaten) your child. The first time he took my kid's toys without asking and threw them in the filter, I gently reminded him that he needs to ask if he can play with them; and he also needs to return them when he's done. We usually bring a big tote of toys just so other kids can play too; so I don't mind sharing, just be respectful. Now he's doing cannonballs in the baby pool. Great. Where the fuck is your mother?? Touch those toys again without asking, and I'll bite your hand!
I have no problem telling MIA Mom's kid how it works. Not my problem if she thinks I'm overstepping my boundaries. I'll be sure to let her know what I think of her parenting skills while I'm at it.
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