Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Post Do-Over #2

Because I am wordless and have nothing in my life worthwhile to blog about, I figured I'd do a post do-over. So for you reading pleasure I chose a post from
one day and one year ago (366 days)...

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Choice Chosen

Not too long ago I wrote a short essay on my choice of not having kids. This morning everything I wrote in that short essay came to fruition. As I was sitting in a restaurant ordering breakfast a couple next to me had not one, two or three kids but four. There should be some type of cap of the amount of children one should have especially if they choose to make them "door steps". The smallest child probably 3 years old, cotton top blonde, wore a white t-shirt with a red stain down the front and shoeless was sitting in between mom and dad. As their breakfast order arrived, the child stood up in his seat and exclaimed "pancake!". Then he proceeded to sit on the table while mom just watched. He also threw a fork to the other side of the restaurant. The he attempted to throw the salt shaker - the older sister took the shaker before he could make the double play. Mom nor dad did not get up and retrieve the fork or make an apology to the couple sitting at the table it landed under. The kid continued to shriek as he ate his pancake. The other smallest child was crying because his pancake didn't look right...

Behind me, sat another small child in a high chair. A two year old boy with a horrific "bowl" haircut, that in my opinion just screams "brat" in a overall "onesy" with his name, Ben, embroidered on the front. This particular child was making sounds like the mermaid, Madison, from the movie Splash as she tried to say her name in her native language, "eeeyyyyeeeeeeeek, eeeyyyeeeeeeeek". Maybe the windows didn't shatter but my eardrums burst. An older child at the table was instructed to take Ben outside because he needed to walk (like he was a puppy or something). So she does and in doing so she takes Ben from chair and he cries and flails around in her arms because he wants to be let down. Then outside, stands right in front of the window where I am sitting, holding Ben so he can waive at his mother. Ben's overalls should have read - Damien.

Need I say more?

14 comments:

Lestat de Lioncourt said...

somebody changed your shitty diapers.

Heff said...

That's o.k., Hun. People that think Sukki Dixx is great PROBABLY shouldn't reproduce anyway, LMAO !!

Kimberly said...

Lestat - what is up with the 'tude of late. Dang.

Heff - you are not a comedian.

Lestat de Lioncourt said...

Just messing with you dearest, but somebody did change your shitty diaper;)

Anonymous said...

6" dirt leg and union with gas cock.

Frank said...

Eh, I'm almost 23 and I still scream and throw stuff around whenever I'm at a restaurant.

Kimberly said...

Lestat - are you spotting?

Bina said...

Things like that really pisses me off. Hey, I have four kids. My kids NEVER acted like that in a reasturant (I can't freaking spell today!!) and if they tried, I took them to the bathroom and whacked that ass. They never got up and ran around (that makes me madder than a kid throwing things), they didn't throw things, they just didn't act like that!

And when my youngest was a baby and I would try to go out and eat, and she would start to cry, I would ask for it to go, wait outside until it was ready and then ate it when I got home. I am not about to subject someone else to something I, myself, can't stand.

Lestat de Lioncourt said...

on the profile page.

restaurant refugee said...

I long ago made a choice not to procreate. It's not that I don't enjoy other people's children, or am not good with them - neither is true. I just decided that having a burning desire to have children ought to be a prerequisite to spawning them. The brood that you saw only amplifies and strengthens that choice.

The Savage said...

yer pretty, Kimmers!

Twenty Four At Heart said...

You do realize it's not the kids that are the problem, but the parents? Ugh!

"Seattle" Heather said...

Reason #6,752 for me not to procreate. Some people were not meant to have children. Others just know its not for them. I know that I would make a great mom. But the thought of dealing with all of that crap makes me feel backed into a corner. No thank you...I'm fine with my fur kids. They don't talk back, they don't huck forks at people and you don't have to worry about putting them through college only to have them drop out halfway through.

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