Queen of Rambles

My heart sometimes breaks into tiny little pieces when I read a story over at Margie’s blog about sweet little Fae being picked on by the older kids. She’s a year older than Erik, so she has a little more freedom to run around.

Today, though, my heart broke into tiny little pieces right there on the playground. Erik has a lot more freedom than he used to have, meaning I can just sit on the bench and let him play. He’s fine, but apparently the other children are not so fine.

Two women showed up with a gaggle of daycare children between them. Most were babies or young toddlers, but they had a totally bratty four year old boy with them. While they sat and chatted, one of the toddlers climbed to the very top of the slide and gave me a heart attack. I was sure she was going to take a tumble head first down the slide or fall off one of the fire house poles.

At one point I noticed the little boy was talking to Erik as Erik tried to exit the twirly slide. Erik is so friendly I didn’t think anything of it at first, but his face became very wary and he wasn’t getting off so I moved over and heard the boy very rudely telling him he wasn’t allowed to get off the slide because Erik wasn’t a Power Ranger.

Oh hells no!

Erik doesn’t even know what a Power Ranger is!

Poor Erik didn’t quite realize that the older kid was being a bully. He was more puzzled than anything, but I was not about to put up with this shit. I gave the boy my patented death glare and told him to leave Erik alone since he’s just a little guy.

I suppose this incident wasn’t even bad, but Erik is so innocent right now that it makes my heart hurt to know that his innocence will eventually be lost as he meets more and more kids like this little jerko.

Later, the same boy was pelting the little girls in his daycare group with wood chips, and it was starting to piss me off again. One of the daycare ladies was STANDING RIGHT THERE! She didn’t say a word! By that time, another little girl had arrived and Erik was chasing her all over the place, pretending he was a pirate. He’s very good at the “argh!” Eventually, though, Erik went back over to where the boy was and the boy started pelting him with woodchips.

I think I may have made the daycare lady mad.

I simply told him to please stop, that it was very rude.

I was even sorta nice about it.

To my astonishment, he actually did quit and he didn’t even argue about it. Would it have been so hard for the woman in charge of him to say the same thing?

Don’t mess with my kid, four years old of the world! I will yell at you! And I have a meanie-mcmeanerson face!

On a completely different note, Mike says I must inform you all that I didn’t yell at him because he farted the other day. I yelled because I didn’t like the sound of the fart. It’s true. It was a very round sounding fart. I hate round farts.

Ohhhhh! My sister just called on the computer and we all managed to make our cameras and mics and speakers work at the same time! My camera makes me look like I have a lazy eye. The bad news: my sister doesn’t have much fluid, so they are talking about inducing next week. When am I going to get this baby quilt done???? I wanted it in Oregon when the baby arrives so they can use it as the background in the baby pics. She’s done that with her previous two baby quilts so it would be a nice tradition to carry on. I managed to fix my sewing machine after oodles of frustration, cleaning, oiling, and changing every possible changeable part. Suddenly something just worked and it is fine now. I’m glad, but I’m frustrated because I have no idea why it started misbehaving and what fixed it.

On that note, I have to go watch Lost! Erik slept till 7 today, so maybe I can stay up and watch the finale!

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