Are Children “Little People”?
Posted by Laurie
Last Friday night my husband and I were out on a date night. We went for drinks at a nearby bar after dinner. It was a nice evening, until we encountered a child – a little girl, in the lounge at the bar, with her dad. Given, it was only 8pm, but still, a toddler at a classy bar that does not serve food on a Friday night?
And this was no saintly child. She was running around blowing out all the candles (quite a metaphor for killing the romance), collecting seat cushions, climbing bar stools, pouring water into the candle holders, and then drinking from them. One of the bartenders ran to clean up her new mess every few minutes. “A terror,” I heard the bartender mumble to the other bartender.
The terror’s dad watched. The few times he tried to stop her she would kick and scream.
After observing this nonsense for 15 minutes I went over to ask the dad how old she was because she seemed so unmanageable (I said this in as nice a tone as possible). She’ll be three in April, he said. Then he admitted with a guilty look, yes, she is unmanageable and this isn’t even her at her worst. She’s bossy and demanding all the time.
Then this father said one of the strangest things I’ve ever heard: (more…)

In yesterday’s Sunday Styles section of the
At first she thought her husband was the sweetest thing ever. Once they saw the pink line revealing her pregnancy he began offering to carry anything and everything in her hands (grocery bags, shopping bags and even her heavy purse!). He’d clean the dishes so she could rest at the table; repair the computer so she wouldn’t have to bend down to the floor to reach the hard drive.
According to a Time Magazine
Panda inseminated, seriously
