Neurotic much?
Jun. 8th, 2009 06:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crysania4Gotta love neurotic parents. Yeesh. Dahlia and I were down at the park. She was laying down near the pond watching the water in case any ducks happened to come by. A mother was nearby with her two little blonde kids: a boy who was probably 1 1/2 to 2 and an older girl, maybe 5 or 6. They were throwing bread for the (non-existent) ducks, apparently hoping they would bring them to them if there was bread.
So I turn and see this girl heading toward Dahlia and I, shyly pointing as if she's asking permission to come say hi. I was about to say tell her she was friendly and she may pet her if she wanted to when the mother, all horrified and stuff, shouts "Get away from that!" Like my dog was a piece of goose poop or something. Rude.
We walked by them shortly thereafter. She had put them both in this contraption, not exactly a stroller, but this enclosed THING (as if the older kid couldn't walk) and I just wanted to say "Dahlia, get away from that" when we were near. But I held my tongue with the snarkiness and kept going.
It's like the little tow-headed kid the other day who was terrified of dogs and would scream if Dahlia (or another dog) even looked at him. The parent's reaction? "Don't worry, we'll keep that big scary doggy away from you." Way to go reinforcing the kid's fear and not teaching him the proper way to approach a dog, when to stay away from a dog, etc.
On the flip side we met a trio of black girls who were enamoured of Miss Dahlia. The oldest was probably 10 or so. The younger two were twins (dressed the same and all with blue polka dot dresses and bright pink crocs...so cute!). They petted her and thought she was great. Nice kids.
So I turn and see this girl heading toward Dahlia and I, shyly pointing as if she's asking permission to come say hi. I was about to say tell her she was friendly and she may pet her if she wanted to when the mother, all horrified and stuff, shouts "Get away from that!" Like my dog was a piece of goose poop or something. Rude.
We walked by them shortly thereafter. She had put them both in this contraption, not exactly a stroller, but this enclosed THING (as if the older kid couldn't walk) and I just wanted to say "Dahlia, get away from that" when we were near. But I held my tongue with the snarkiness and kept going.
It's like the little tow-headed kid the other day who was terrified of dogs and would scream if Dahlia (or another dog) even looked at him. The parent's reaction? "Don't worry, we'll keep that big scary doggy away from you." Way to go reinforcing the kid's fear and not teaching him the proper way to approach a dog, when to stay away from a dog, etc.
On the flip side we met a trio of black girls who were enamoured of Miss Dahlia. The oldest was probably 10 or so. The younger two were twins (dressed the same and all with blue polka dot dresses and bright pink crocs...so cute!). They petted her and thought she was great. Nice kids.