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Originally Posted by JumpinJesus
Sometimes I'm a diplomatic person, sometimes I say things I later wish I didn't.
When my daughter was 2, I used to carry her by her hands as she dangled in front of me. I would swing her from side to side. She would giggle and giggle and beg me to do it more.
One day, I was walking down the street doing this with her, when a woman pushing a stroller approached me. I'll never forget this shit. She said, and I quote because I remember to this day exactly what she said, "You know, some people might consider it abusive to do what you're doing. You could dislocate her little, tiny shoulders."
She said it with the same smug high-horse attitude filtherton alludes to in his opening post.
I was a younger parent. I was 21 at the time. I remember exactly what I said to her. I said, "Why don't you mind your own fucking business and worry about not fucking up your own kids?"
I kept walking with a big smile on my face. I hate busybodies, and I hate busybodies who think they're a better parent than you because they strap their future Columbine-kid into a 35-seat SUV and toss on a Disney DVD to shut them up while they drive across the street to WalMart and yet still feel the need to tell you that their little Baby Einstein needs to express himself by screaming himself to sleep at Starbucks.
I don't hate kids. I hate the fucking overprotective, holier-than-thou suburbanite parents who think their little retarded shithead is somehow the next Bill Gates and want everyone to giver their little shithead all the room in Applebees he needs to run around in his stinky pull-ups.
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Scary. I totally agree with every word.

In going back to my wrist-leash usage, which I had to do with toddler twins too big for a stroller(and I really HATE kids running around and mothers with their "Johnny, please come here." whines...), I got the "they aren't dogs" smug remarks every time we were out. My two pat answers each time were, "No, they aren't. I can GET another dog" and "If that boy in England was on one, he'd be alive today." Shut'em right up.
