04-29-2002, 01:41 AM
I hate getting serious, but here we go:
My kids fear me, love me, and respect me in no particular order. However, I also have to realize that they're not pets or trained dogs. I do my best to keep them under control, and I am VERY conscious of respecting other people's rights to enjoy themselves. I do sit in an aisle seat, and flank them with two adults, and take them to the bathroom first, and tell them that if they talk loudly we'll leave (and mean it). When you go to a kids movie, and don't want to be bothered by kids, go after their bedtime, or move when a kid bothers you. There is nothing that will get a parent more irritated than to have a complete stranger, or even a loved one, reprimand or offer unsolicited advice on how you should treat your own kids.
My kids fear me, love me, and respect me in no particular order. However, I also have to realize that they're not pets or trained dogs. I do my best to keep them under control, and I am VERY conscious of respecting other people's rights to enjoy themselves. I do sit in an aisle seat, and flank them with two adults, and take them to the bathroom first, and tell them that if they talk loudly we'll leave (and mean it). When you go to a kids movie, and don't want to be bothered by kids, go after their bedtime, or move when a kid bothers you. There is nothing that will get a parent more irritated than to have a complete stranger, or even a loved one, reprimand or offer unsolicited advice on how you should treat your own kids.
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...like that cut on the roof of your mouth
that would go away if you'd stop tonguing it,
but you can't.</center>
...like that cut on the roof of your mouth
that would go away if you'd stop tonguing it,
but you can't.</center>