They Don’t Wait

Well… with my sister in law being down she learned an important lesson which every parent knows but those whom want kids or whom are expecting might NOT know. Children (especially toddlers) don’t wait for anyone. No matter if you’re the favorite aunty, when my kids wants to leave, eat, or do something else he gives you a warning shot, the warning shot consists of some whines, a slouch (if he’s sitting) a loud elongated sigh, and a pout, that means you have exactly three minutes to turn things around.

Perfect example, my sister in law and I are at Walmart. I have already told her that its nearly time for my son’s nap, its half an hour beforehand which means you’re in the danger zone if you’re out and about, he’s getting tired and cranky. She slips into a change room and proceeds to try on half a dozen outfits on, I call in as kiddo slumps on the bench and gives me the grouch look of being totally unimpressed, I call her on it and tell her the reality of the situation. “Oh no, he’ll wait for aunty” she chimes because magically she holds this terrific power that he’ll have eternal patience just for her… NOT. He starts getting antsy and I call out again, “just a minute” as he starts being more verbal and further disapproves having to wait. Finally after “nearly done” and “just a second” she emerges to say “I didn’t know he was so short on patience.” Uh? HE’S TWO? He doesn’t care what clothes you’re wearing or trying on? All he knows is that he’s getting grouchy, he doesn’t want to sit, and he sure as hell doesn’t want to listen to his mother’s promises that his aunty is nearly done.

So to those of you whom aren’t exactly on the page about kids and think they’re “needy” or “whiney” or “lack patience” just remember this, do you really want to be force to wait for what seems like forever for something that you really don’t give a shit about?


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I'm here to talk about not only the joys of motherhood but also the (not so much joys) of living in a high society world that you're judged upon your looks... where I live you need to be a 7 to gain beach access, an 8 to walk around half naked in the summertime and atleast a 9 to hold your head up high. I'm Vanity Mom. I will be talking about things such as parenting (of course) beauty tips for moms, exercise, and eating healthy... all while doing this with a kid biting the hell out of your leg because he's teething.
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