As I was sitting in my car with the windows down at soccer practice tonight (after the previously mentioned ‘fails’ [see below post]), I overheard another mom on the phone…
“…okay, I’ll talk to her if you need me to… {firm, almost yelling voice}… QUIT giving your daddy a hard time! Get upstairs and do what he says. If you sass him again, I’ll tear your butt up when I get home… (pause)… well, Madeline is not your parent… daddy and I are the parents… well, that’s why WE are the parents and YOU are the child… okay, well after you get washed up, you can ask daddy for something to eat and tell him mommy said it was okay…”
Wow!
I cannot IMAGINE Andrew calling ME to deal with the kids because they weren’t listening to him when I wasn’t there. Or him waiting until I got home to discipline them because he was somehow incapable. The only excuse I can come up with that makes this woman’s conversation okay in any way, shape, or form is if “daddy” is paralyzed in a wheelchair and truly cannot deal with the kids himself. If that’s not the case? This is one dysfunctional home. I’m just saying.
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Haha! Yeah, I couldn’t imagine calling anyone about that…
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Yikes!! That doesn’t sound good. But I agree wiht Grace… there may be more to this story than what you heard. But I want to know… who’s Madaline??
And every family is different. Maybe in this family it’s the mom who does all the disciplining. If it works for their family, why not? It used to be that the Dads would all do it all… times are changing.


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