All right, Blog. I'm gonna let you in on a secret. And this, this is worth all the tea in china, as my father used to say. He used to say this, mind you, when he was kicking our little butts in poker after dinner.
Parents do the best with what they have. Lemme repeat. Parents do the best with what they have. Absolutely essential. Nobody decides to be a parent and says, hey you know what? I'm gonna have a baby and what I'm gonna do is just be half a$$ed about raising it. That doesn't exist. Maybe it does during gestation, but after the little springer spews forth, no way. This. THIS is why every single human being, no matter how cool or upper class they might be, will take that little plastic Fisher Price phone out of your toddler's hands and say, "Hello? You looking for Mama? Wait. Mama's here." I don't care if you're Snoop Dogg or Hilary Clinton. You are on that play phone and you are all business. Ask yourself:, why is that almost an involuntary reaction?
Once you understand this, the world becomes so much easier. Parents always think they are doing the best for their kids, so let it be. Teacher, the parent didn't show up for a conference? It's not because he or she was too happy throwing back cocktails at Mike's Gimme Baby's College Tuition Watering Hole. It's because for whatever reason, he or she is struggling.
So when the toddler has a meltdown in aisle 3 of Target, and all of a sudden you hear smacking sounds? You're horrified. Corporal punishment is unheard of. No this parent thinks they are doing what is right. You have to remember that. And I am as guilty as the next guy in the way of can you please glue your kid's mouth shut because I am on my VACATION (aka a trip to Target without kids) and I thought I was gonna have twenty minutes of no screaming. And now I hear screaming. Kill.
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