**Warning--Pregnancy makes me mean. Late pregnancy makes me honest.**
I'm going to say it out loud. What you all think, but are too nice to say to people. Deep breath...
No. I don't want to talk to your four year old on the phone. When I call to discuss something of a serious nature, I don't find it charming or particularly cute that your little monster is screaming at the top of his lungs to talk to his "Auntie". (Am I even related to this kid? I demand a recount!) My idea of an enjoyable conversation does not involve listening to someone who doesn't speak English well enough to be understood on the phone tell me about pooping in the potty.
Guess what, kiddo? Everybody poops, and most people don't want to discuss it. To quote that cute boy from high school, "I don't like you that way."
I don't care that my spending "just 30 seconds" on the phone with him will make your life easier. I really don't. The truth is that if I wanted to talk to a 4 year old then I would have called a 4 year old. I didn't. Interpret that for yourself.
If you can't talk because your child is a monstrous beast and you can't control him for the 10 minutes I needed to discuss that important thing with you, that's not my problem. I think that's why God invented email. Be grown-up enough to admit that you can't hear what I'm saying over your little treasure's dulcet tones and request that I call back (tell me when nap time is) or ask me just to email it to you.
Yes, this makes it lonely for you, but that's not my problem. I'm tired of being nice to the children of people who aren't considerate enough to tell junior to shut up. That's just the way I feel about it. No apologies. Buy duct tape for his mouth, go into the other room, or call me back when he's sleeping; because I don't take that from my children, so I'm certainly not taking it from yours.
6 comments:
You called my house, didn't you? And spoke to my 5 yr old. Or the 7 yr old. Who would have told you about losing her latest tooth, the teeth she is going to have pulled, the teeth her sister is going to have pulled, how much she is looking forward to getting braces---
All in .04 seconds. In (as I refer to it) "Laynglish"
LOL--The only people I 'sic' the dc on are actual family. And you know, mine would probably call you (Southern tradition) 'Miss (fill in your first name)'. I might manage to get Mrs. (Last Name) out of them...but my default is Miss So and so...
Hope that wouldn't be a problem. Comes from those deep-fried Southern genes... :-(
That sort of would have been my house when my daughter was little. She wouldn't have talked to you, but she probably would have been screaming. Nothing worked with that child until she out grew it. I've often told her it is a wonder she is still alive.
I am with you on this. I also can't stand it when I am talking to someone on the phone and in mid sentence, she will start talking to her kids. It drives me crazy!
My mom requests to talk to my kids, so I obey. Otherwise, NO!
Love, Suzanne
Packrat,
It's not the screaming. I can ignore screaming, crying children. It's my being asked to have a conversation with Junior in the midst of other more important things. I'm not his entertainment. And if people can't hear me, stop asking me to repeat myself. Go into another room or call me back later.
I think I love You.
Try being called up by your sister when you're enjoying a peaceful evening with your husband and she demanding "You talk with your Aunt RIGHT NOW..." and then she proceeds to tell you how horrible her 16 yr old daughter is... and it's all because she refuses to be the mother.
I feel for ya in this case. I really do.
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