Sometimes being disorganized is a gift.
Like when I find posts that I wrote three years ago and then promptly forgot about.
Actually I think I discarded this post because it made my son sound like he ran around beating everyone in sight. Now that he's a pacifist 5.5-year-old, though, I feel pretty safe letting you read this. Go ahead, judge the Henry of the past. He only beat the kids who deserved it.
To the mother I met yesterday at the playground,
I am sorry. I am. I never thought, before I had a kid, how much injury that child could inflict. I never realized how quickly a toddler’s mood could darken, how little time it took for his pudgy fist to wrap around a dump truck and raise it high over his head. And then bring it down on someone’s skull.
Is the swelling down? I hope it’s down.
I realize that at first, your upset was due largely to the fact that you hadn’t been looking when your child was struck by mine. I realize now, duh, that when you picked up your hysterical child and asked me what happened, I shouldn’t have shouted, “My child attacked your child OH GOD I’M SORRY!” I should have been calmer. I should have said that my child lightly tapped yours with a dump truck.(I will remember this for the future: “Tapped.” Not “attacked.”) I caused you to panic. Forgive me.
I should have known the precise moment when my child felt threatened by yours that it was time to haul him out of the sandbox and bring him to some less emotionally challenging portion of the playground. Your daughter—who is precious, by the way, did I mention that? Those eyes!—was an innocent bystander. All she did was point at his truck, but to Henry, she was all but declaring ownership of his truck, which he at that moment realized was the most perfect dump truck ever, so able to dump, so truck-like, its wheels so round and big, and she was going to take it and she had to be stopped. He had already been pushed to the brink by a 3-year-old who tried to “help” fill his bucket and by a smaller child who had leaned on him--twice. It was all he could take. Then your little girl pointed. And Henry snapped.
I hope you noticed, at least, that there were ramifications to Henry’s actions. The dump truck? Taken away. Henry? Sad. True, I could have left the playground with him, I could have really taught him a lesson by dragging him home, but it was the first time I had been out all day. So I let him keep playing in the sandbox. And he was being so good. He kept asking other children to play and then looking over at me like, see? See how good I can be?
He can be so good! You should see him be good!
I do wish you had been more gracious in the face of my apologies. Look, your kid wasn’t badly injured. A little bruise. That’s all! She was wiped up and happily playing in no time! It was alarming to look right in someone’s eyes and apologize sincerely and get a cold stare in return. Yeesh, lady. I didn’t hit your kid, after all. Can’t we have a laugh about kids and their lack of playground etiquette? Do you remember laughter?
All you said was, “How old is he?” In this disgusted voice. Like, what, doesn’t he know better? And when I told you he was 2, you were shocked. Did you think he was 7? Yeah, I know, he’s a big kid. He’s big. He’s Lenny from Of Mice and Men.
Anyway. Kids! Am I right?
All my best, Alice
To the parent with the attitude at Barnes and Noble,
Really, now. I wish Henry hadn’t pushed your child—okay, in the face, which I realize isn’t the nicest place to push someone if pushing is absolutely necessary. Except when a kid is crawling, they tend to kind of lead with the face, you know? And when we’re reading a book and he looks over to see what’s rubbing against his side and it’s your kid’s little moon-face, what else is he going to push away? I didn’t even see her until the pushing had already happened, in fact, I couldn’t even feel it but he shouted so I guessed something was broaching his personal space, and there was your kid, shimmied right up against him. And where were you? Ten feet behind us, curled up in a corner reading “Marie Claire.” Of course you were glaring at me. Because I’m the bad mother, right? Because I can’t control every one of my child’s muscles while I’m simultaneously reading him a book and trying to turn off the ringer on my cell phone? Did I interrupt your article on 20 Mascaras That Won’t Clump?
Your child didn’t seem upset. In fact, she continued to smoosh her face against Henry’s torso while he cried out in fear. She didn’t cry until you ran over and whisked her up and shouted in horror when you saw her face. She has a scratch across her cheek! You announced to the entire children’s section. Your child pushed her and gave her such a scratch! Now she’s crying! I am sorry, I said, but you only glared at me and went back to inspecting your kid’s face.
I saw you looking at Henry’s hands, I know what you were thinking. Does she ever cut his nails? And yes, Marie Claire, I do. The nails seem to grow to twice their length every other day, but I am vigilant and the child struggles in vain as I clip away. The thing about cutting a child’s nails, though, is that then you’ve created sharp edges that can slice you to ribbons if he gets you in just the right way. And don’t talk to me about filing his nails, please. Even I have my limits.
In short: shut up.
Very truly, Alice
To the mother at the library,
I knew the minute we walked in that we were in trouble. Your son is a little smaller than Henry—exactly the size he likes to take on. An exceedingly push-able size. And he was determined to be part of Henry’s world, to make his presence known. Every time Henry so much as glanced at a book, your son would grab it and wave it in my son’s face. Something was going to happen. I could feel it.
And then it happened. Henry tried to make a grab for the book your kid was waving around, and your son hauled off and whacked him with it, knocking him right down to the ground.
God, you were horrified. You should have seen the look on your face! You apologized again and again, and I’m sure you thought I was angry as I whisked Henry away. But in fact I was laughing. Because this time it wasn’t us! Whee! I went to find you after Henry had calmed down, but you had run off, no doubt in horror.
So: thank you. Also, please come back. I need you. I need you both.
I mean it,
Alice



To the mother writing this blog,
I say were draw a circle in the dirt and unleash our kids together and watch them fight to the death, or at least to the near death so we can avoid the inconvenience of a manslaughter trial.
I'll pit my slapping, verbally abusive 8 year old girl against your 5.5 year old dump-truck throwing boy anytime.
It'll be an international event. Australia V USA.
Just say the word and I'll get Don King on to it. (Is he still alive?)
Probably kidding,
Sam
Posted by: STUFT | August 10, 2008 at 08:04 PM
To the mother writing this blog,
I say were draw a circle in the dirt and unleash our kids together and watch them fight to the death, or at least to the near death so we can avoid the inconvenience of a manslaughter trial.
I'll pit my slapping, verbally abusive 8 year old girl against your 5.5 year old dump-truck throwing boy anytime.
It'll be an international event. Australia V USA.
Just say the word and I'll get Don King on to it. (Is he still alive?)
Probably kidding,
Sam
Posted by: STUFT | August 10, 2008 at 08:05 PM
So glad you found these and posted them. The number of times my kid has pushed someone's preshus angel (who has usually been asking for it) has made me immune to those shocked glares. Oh my god, children actually have emotions and impulses with no control. The horror!
Which makes it so much easier to laugh it off when my kid is on the receiving end.
Posted by: all things bd | August 10, 2008 at 08:51 PM
LOL! I have a feeling my kid is going to be a bully. Right now I am her primary victim. No matter how close and round I think I cut her nails, she always manages to get me with the shredder corners. Did Henry ever do the pinch and turn? That is my daughter's new favorite form of torture for mommy.
Posted by: Lee Anne | August 10, 2008 at 09:05 PM
I wish I could tell you this ends. But it just gets more subtle.
Posted by: SuburbanCorrespondent | August 10, 2008 at 09:20 PM
Dear Alice,
YOU ROCK!
Love,
The Mom with the 3-yr-old as big as a 5-yr-old who likes to body-slam other kids just for fun.
Posted by: EOMama | August 10, 2008 at 09:23 PM
I am in love with this post. I was horrified when my 2.5 year old daughter started playing alpha-toddler and shoving every baby in sight. I remembered being disgusted with other parents when she was the 16 month old getting shoved. Now I couldn't give a shit. Kids push. Don't want your kid to get pushed? Stand next to him at all times. =)
Posted by: Jill | August 10, 2008 at 09:34 PM
My first son, a pacifist. My second son, a warrior. He was biting, hitting and knocking kids down at a very early age. If they piss him off enough he will still knock their block off. I had a situation at school where he hit a kid in his class on the playground. The mother, who I forgave because she was 10 months pregnant at the time, yelled at me in front of the entire playground. I punished my son and found out the very next day that this little shit had been teasing my son for a long time. Hmm, I thought, well he got what he deserved, I hope he learned his lesson!
Posted by: Chrissy Cuglietta | August 10, 2008 at 09:46 PM
I had the same thought the other day when I watched a kid take off his pants and start running around Borders in the semi-buff.
Thank GOD the streaking phase is over.
(Hopefully it will remain that way during the teenage years. Sigh.)
Posted by: Loralee | August 10, 2008 at 09:48 PM
I'm always thankful for a sense of humor when our kids act like...kids.
Posted by: Organizing MOmmy | August 10, 2008 at 10:33 PM
obviously you should have hit mother one over the head with the dumptruck, pushed mother two by the face, and got mother number three's phone number. i'm just saying.
Posted by: punchanella | August 10, 2008 at 10:56 PM
Talk about a gift, Alice. I needed this post today. (My) Henry, who just turned three, is going through such a phase right now. Most of his aggression is verbal, but sometimes that's worse, right? I mean, everyone can hear it -- they don't have to be within striking range. "TELL THAT LADY STOP LOOKING AT ME WITH HER STUPID GAME AND I HATE HER."
And the worst part, really, is that his five year old sister is so, so nice these days. He seems like such a little asshole in comparison.
Most of the time I tell myself that this is a developmental phase and not a personality trait. And sometimes I'm able to believe it, like tonight.
Jess
Posted by: Jess | August 10, 2008 at 11:07 PM
Wonderful blog entry! Should be required reading of every newly made parent.
Posted by: Tamara | August 10, 2008 at 11:26 PM
Dear Myself in 4 Years,
I chuckled out loud 3 times during reading this.
My 9 month-old has already perfected the "open-handed slap" (which is really just done to show his excitement) as well as "dress pull" (which is really just something for him to pull up on). Either way, I see a few situations like this in our future.
Thanks for sharing :).
Posted by: Greta | August 10, 2008 at 11:32 PM
AHAHAHAAA! This is hysterical. I just kept thinking, 'thank GOD it isn't just my kids!'
How is it, exactly, that mothers can be so JUDGEMENTAL? I have kids, you have kids, you can't possibly control them... come ON!
xo
b.
Posted by: just beth | August 11, 2008 at 12:01 AM
Oh, I loved this so much. It's been awhile since my kids played in the sandbox but you so brought me back there. Not sure I wanted to remember some of it but at least this time I wasn't alone. Thanks.
Posted by: merlotmom | August 11, 2008 at 12:15 AM
when it looks like a throw down I just chant "two men enter ... one man leave" ... is that not right? should I not do that?
Posted by: j | August 11, 2008 at 12:27 AM
I could have written those letters two years ago. Or even two days ago.
It's so much funnier when it's someone else's kid.
Posted by: Leslie | August 11, 2008 at 12:35 AM
Eek, I actually felt that cold stare when you described it!
This should be required reading for all SMOD's (Smug Mothers of Daughters).
Posted by: Becky | August 11, 2008 at 01:08 AM
LOVE IT!
Can't wait to see the teen version ;)
Posted by: Kelley | August 11, 2008 at 02:55 AM
I'm not sure I can believe my 16 month old who acts like this already...with his friends...will turn pacifist by 5.5. I'm just hoping he doesn't maim anyone permanently and that I will not be sued.
Posted by: jill uk | August 11, 2008 at 07:17 AM
I needed this! I've got a 3-year-old who gets told by his daycare worker "teeth are for eating FOOD, not PEOPLE." Another kid was removing dirt where he had been piling it, and he decided to chomp down on the other kid's shoulder...much bruising and a little blood. The next Hannibal Lector.
Posted by: Chris | August 11, 2008 at 08:32 AM
Is it wrong that sometimes I react the same way as Henry when people invade my personal space? And look like they want to take my stuff? Did I mention that I'm 35 years old?
And, most importantly, do you think I'll ever out-grow this?
Posted by: The Cheap Chick | August 11, 2008 at 08:36 AM
Thank you for making my Monday morning less like a Monday!
Posted by: Jen | August 11, 2008 at 08:49 AM
oh my god...I could have written those posts about my 4 year old girl! Thanks for starting off my Monday with a big laugh.
Posted by: amy | August 11, 2008 at 08:56 AM
Thank you, Alice.
My little one is, well, little. And is maybe 24lbs at 2 years but we call him Bruiser for a reason. He's the tiniest bully on the playground, and he'll whack you with a stick with very little visible provocation.
I've decided that the screaming from upstairs as they play trains is all youthful exuberance unless I actually hear the skulls crack. I hope that isn't wrong.
Posted by: Jocelyne | August 11, 2008 at 09:52 AM
I personally think the Barnes & Noble mom had it coming. I'm surprised you remained calm. This is not a playground! Watch your kid!
Glad you found this it was very entertaining.
Posted by: SparklieSunShine | August 11, 2008 at 10:15 AM
Aren't all kids like this? I figure when my four year old gets wacked on the playground it is karma for all the times he wacked other innocent children back in the day :)
Thanks for another great read!
Posted by: Dahlia | August 11, 2008 at 10:42 AM
Ah Alice.... You made me remember my son's forays into human consumption. He used to bite every kid in his daycare, but in particular he would bite a peaceful kid named Tyler. I once saw Tyler's mom carrying him out of the school with a huge, perfect imprint of my son's teeth on his eyebrow! HOW did that happen? There was nothing to be said. I was horrified. I still don't know why Tyler sat still for that, and I have to blame him just a little for allowing my son to bite him. And yes, my son grew out of it. Tyler, alas, moved to Florida, so I have no idea whether his psyche was damaged by the biting.
There are other horrible stories to be shared, but that is enough for today.
Be strong. You will get through your current malaise. We all do even though at the time it seems impossible.
Posted by: Other Bradley | August 11, 2008 at 11:18 AM
Aren't kids that make your own child's occasionally outrageous behavior look normal, awesome! My 8-yr-old is prone to making the occasional, erm.... bad decision at school, and nothing makes me happier when another kid in his class does something just as obnoxious. See? See? He's just doing normal boy things, just like this other one here!!
Posted by: Robin | August 11, 2008 at 11:55 AM
This post, in particular the phrase, "lead with the face," has significantly improved my morning. Thank you.
Posted by: MonoCerdo | August 11, 2008 at 01:29 PM
My older daughter seemed to be a magnet for bullying toddlers when she was younger. I finally lost my cool the day little blond "Emma" had slapped her twice and pushed her down. I bent down and scooped up my child. Her clunky Elmo tennis shoe caught "Emma" right under the chin and sent her flying backwards. Accident? No, but everyone else thought it was. Funny and fitting punishment for the little bully? I still think so to this day. Would I do it again if I had it to do over? In a hot minute!
My daughter is 10 1/2 now, and 5'2". There are still a couple of bullies in her circle, but they aren't fools, evidently, because they don't bother her.
Posted by: ame i. | August 11, 2008 at 02:25 PM
You totally crack me up. This is what I would say if I could say it (after the fact of course because I can never think of the appropriate comment at the appropriate moment!) and believe me, my 3 and 1 year old have given me plenty of opportunities!!! Glad you let us read those.
Posted by: wabisabigirl | August 11, 2008 at 02:26 PM
This is my first time commenting, though I have been reading you for a while. You have no idea how much I needed this. As a mother of a 2 year old who occassionaly bites to get his point across, this could not have come at a better time.
Posted by: Rachel | August 11, 2008 at 03:17 PM
Good times ... the child may be father to the man, but sometimes the toddler is not father to the child (or whatever).
I LOL'd (although I've never, ever Rolled on the Floor whilst doing so) at the Lenny reference.
You are brilliant.
Posted by: dianne | August 11, 2008 at 04:10 PM
One time a mom came over and bitched me out because I asked HER kid to move his (giant, booted) foot off MY kid's fingers.
Posted by: Satchel Pooch | August 11, 2008 at 04:26 PM
If you'd posted years ago, it wouldn't be pertinent to me. My two year old son was an egg traveling around inside a woman who was 'never' going to even date again, after her divorce! The timing was perfect. Hilarious as always. I need that last mother too, where is she?
Posted by: Jamie | August 11, 2008 at 05:42 PM
I love it! I have a 16-month-old Lenny-from-of-Mice-and-Men myself. And this: "bring him to some less emotionally challenging portion of the playground" is fantastic.
Posted by: anna | August 11, 2008 at 06:39 PM
oh god that was hilarious. according to my mom, i used to bite chidren (especially older and taller ones) when i was really young. kids are weird.
Posted by: kate | August 11, 2008 at 07:15 PM
Oh, this was perfect - and just what I needed to hear. I'm so glad that pushing 2.5 year olds can grow up to be 5 year old pacifists. Here's hoping!
Posted by: emily | August 11, 2008 at 08:13 PM
Some parents (okay, in reality, MOMs) are ridiculous. They'll have the kids that are getting drunk and stealing cars one day because they've been raised to believe they couldn't do anything wrong.
Funny thing, though. Including my own, this is the third blog today about kids hitting or getting hit. I could use some help with my son. Please stop by and offer your advice. It's greatly appreciated.
http://notesfromthesleepdeprived.blogspot.com/2008/08/noahs-party-and-first-day-of-school.html
Posted by: Wendy | August 11, 2008 at 10:46 PM
Oh my God, thank you.
Posted by: smabmouth | August 12, 2008 at 04:08 AM
LOL
Posted by: Keisha | August 12, 2008 at 06:07 AM
My first daughter was a chronic biter, need I say more? From the age of 2 1/2 until kindergarten (!!!), she bit. She bit the same kid over and over at daycare. His mother refused to look at me when I apologized. She told people we must have an awful, violent home life to produce a child who was so aggressive.
Posted by: Ceci | August 12, 2008 at 10:06 AM
Ohhhh the joy of having kids. I am totally that mom who, when another kid pushes/bumps into/hits my currently-4.5-year old sensory-seeker (nothing like a kid who needs MORE stimulation!), reassures the other (usually horrified, embarrassed, apologizing like mad) mom that hey, I'm sure my kid was doing something to provoke her kid (I know my kid - trust me), or that I'm just glad that her kid could hold his own against mine. And then I make a joke about how I thought it was my kid doing the smacking, because experience has shown me that whenever someone's getting beat, it's usually my kid doing the beating. Hey, we're all in this together, right?
I hold no grudges - after all, the horrified-apologizing-like-mad is a sign of a good mom - the ones I dislike are the ones who are paying no attention whatsoever while their kid whomps another.
Posted by: Trish | August 12, 2008 at 11:52 AM
Alice:
I only have one thing to say to you. His roughness will come in handy one day... when he's old enough to have an outlet... it's called football.
And where as I was once mortified because my son was a little rough, because he was bigger than the other kids, I now sit on the sidelines and encourage him to pummel the other kids.
Surprisingly, he only does it on the football field. I think he bottles it all up until practices and games, but it's working.
And I'm hoping for a football scholarship... and for him to win the MVP of the super bowl. THen all those moms that I could've written a letter to? They can sit there and say, "My kid was beaten up by Matthew Jacobson, NFL super star."
It's nice in my world.
Love,
A mother who's been there, done that and has multiple tee-shirts
Posted by: Heather @ Desperately Seeking Sanity | August 12, 2008 at 01:58 PM
LMAO!! Yesterday I got to daycare and I had two notes about him hitting a kid over the head with a toy and then the kid bit him. Never mind that this kid has been bitting away for 6 months with Zack doing NOTHING about it... so can you blame me for not being too upset??
Posted by: Heather | August 12, 2008 at 02:09 PM
Oh my, quite hysterical. My almost three year old daughter is currently perfecting the verbal assault/mind games. Sometimes I think I would prefer the good 'ol toy bonk on the head (which she has also done)...at least that seems like a toddler phase.
Posted by: Katrina | August 12, 2008 at 03:38 PM
This is so funny. And isn't it so true that sometimes it's a relief when another kid just sticks up for himself?
Posted by: MamaCass | August 12, 2008 at 08:12 PM
You should have started taking bets!
Some parents need to relax. If there's no blood, there's no crime ;)
Posted by: FamiliesONLY | August 12, 2008 at 11:19 PM