We took Zachy to the ENT today to find out what we needed to do about the tube in his ear that was falling out. When we arrived there was a disabled girl in a wheelchair with her caregiver (nurse? babysitter? emotionally unattached idiot?) sitting in the chair next to her. We waited in the waiting room for about 15 minutes. During that time the caregiver did not say one word to the girl (she was probably around 13(?)) nor did she pay her ANY attention. I do not know what the girl's physical or mental challenges were - maybe she did not like to be talked to or touched - but it just felt so cold. I think seeing a caregiver behave like that further cemented the fact that I will always be a stay at home mom. I don't think I could ever be "okay" with anyone treating Suzie or Zachy like that.
Fast forward to the end of the day. We had a gourmet dinner at Cici's (Right now it is too hard taking the kids to anything that it not FAST) and then had to go to Walmart to get a variety of things. When we were done David took Zach to the truck while I paid. Walking out Suzie and I stopped a little boy who was walking out of the bathroom totally by himself.
I asked him were his parents were - and he said that his Dad was at work but that his mom was at home. I asked who he was there with and he said that he was with his grandpa. Grandpa was still in the bathroom. So this little guy, Suzie and I had quite a long conversation. He invited us to come over to play tomorrow, when I said we couldn't make it he wanted to know when we would be able to make it. It went on and on. He was a very sweet little boy. I started to get concerned because Grandpa was still MIA. FINALLY Grandpa strolls out of the bathroom, takes Luke and starts to walk away. He said to me "I told him to stay in there!" I informed Gpa that Luke was about to head out the front doors. Gpa never batted an eye, never said thank you or even seemed concerned! WTH???
On a very different note - I FINALLY perfected my pound cake recipe and I made a PERFECT pound cake tonight! SO excited and pleased with myself!!!
Fast forward to the end of the day. We had a gourmet dinner at Cici's (Right now it is too hard taking the kids to anything that it not FAST) and then had to go to Walmart to get a variety of things. When we were done David took Zach to the truck while I paid. Walking out Suzie and I stopped a little boy who was walking out of the bathroom totally by himself.
I asked him were his parents were - and he said that his Dad was at work but that his mom was at home. I asked who he was there with and he said that he was with his grandpa. Grandpa was still in the bathroom. So this little guy, Suzie and I had quite a long conversation. He invited us to come over to play tomorrow, when I said we couldn't make it he wanted to know when we would be able to make it. It went on and on. He was a very sweet little boy. I started to get concerned because Grandpa was still MIA. FINALLY Grandpa strolls out of the bathroom, takes Luke and starts to walk away. He said to me "I told him to stay in there!" I informed Gpa that Luke was about to head out the front doors. Gpa never batted an eye, never said thank you or even seemed concerned! WTH???
On a very different note - I FINALLY perfected my pound cake recipe and I made a PERFECT pound cake tonight! SO excited and pleased with myself!!!
We had a situation like the one you're describing in the mall in Cville. We were eating at the Starbucks that is about halfway through the mall. A kid we saw before on the other end ran through the mall with no adult in sight. Bob and I noticed and Bob ran after him before he went out the doors into the parking lot. Bob walked the kid back through the mall to find his parents and when they found them, they barely blinked and didn't even say thank you! In fact, they didn't even seem to care too much that their kid was missing! So sad.
ReplyDeleteAnd I know what you mean about the caregiver thing.