Evening ruined
Friday, September 17, 2010 - 3:15 pm

Once a week my husband watches the kids so that I can have an evening to myself. This is normally the evening that I go shopping for groceries and household essentials, and I always visit a coffee shop with a good book and enjoy a little bit of time that is just for me. I understand that I am very fortunate to have such an understanding husband. I look forward to these outings each week. But this week one mother let her kids run wild. They ran into me, into my cart, were screaming at the top of their lungs, throwing paper towels into the aisles, sitting on the toilet paper, hiding in the shelves and running around like untamed zoo animals. I’m also thinking of the screaming, bawling, hysterical kid in the pasta isle at a supermarket. Maybe the mother should have left the store when the kid starting turning blue from screaming and let the rest of us shop in peace. If your children can’t or won’t behave out in a public place, keep them at home or find someone to watch them.