Today, I sat down on the bus with my son in a front carrier. The lady beside me looked elderly and friendly. She began cooing over the kiddo and then reached out and patted his cheek. But instead of pulling her hand away, she began to rub his nose.
Call me crazy, but I'm not really down with strangers rubbing their hand germs up my kid's nose.
She then proceeded to tell me about her granddaughter, who is 8 months old and is "being raised by her 6 and 8 year old brothers". These brothers apparently look after her "all the time" and play with her all day long. She told me she is really glad they had a sister because otherwise they'd turn out to be misogynists.
Just when I thought she couldn't get weirder, she informed me in a very serious voice to "always keep an eye on your son. NEVER let him out of your sight. Not even for a second. There are crazy people out there." (yeah, I know, I'm talking to one)
She pulled a plastic bag out of her wallet bag and wrapped in a piece of newspaper inside the bag was a picture, which she handed to me. It was a family portrait of her daughter and grandsons taken before her granddaughter was born. She said "My daughter was very, very pretty when she was little and I would take her to the beach. People would come up and ask me for directions, and I would go to my daughter - go straight to her - because I knew that they were KIDNAPPERS." She said the word "kidnappers" in this loud, scary whisper.
What do you say to that? I just mumbled something and looked in the opposite direction until she got of the bus.
Note to self - next time, pick seat next to scary, weird looking person, they are probably less strange than the friendly looking grandmother.
Call me crazy, but I'm not really down with strangers rubbing their hand germs up my kid's nose.
She then proceeded to tell me about her granddaughter, who is 8 months old and is "being raised by her 6 and 8 year old brothers". These brothers apparently look after her "all the time" and play with her all day long. She told me she is really glad they had a sister because otherwise they'd turn out to be misogynists.
Just when I thought she couldn't get weirder, she informed me in a very serious voice to "always keep an eye on your son. NEVER let him out of your sight. Not even for a second. There are crazy people out there." (yeah, I know, I'm talking to one)
She pulled a plastic bag out of her wallet bag and wrapped in a piece of newspaper inside the bag was a picture, which she handed to me. It was a family portrait of her daughter and grandsons taken before her granddaughter was born. She said "My daughter was very, very pretty when she was little and I would take her to the beach. People would come up and ask me for directions, and I would go to my daughter - go straight to her - because I knew that they were KIDNAPPERS." She said the word "kidnappers" in this loud, scary whisper.
What do you say to that? I just mumbled something and looked in the opposite direction until she got of the bus.
Note to self - next time, pick seat next to scary, weird looking person, they are probably less strange than the friendly looking grandmother.
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