Using Protection

Over the course of the summer, we have had the opportunity to do a lot of fun things as a family; probably more so than ever before. As Sadie gets older, going out and about becomes much easier to do and much more enjoyable. However, being out and about has brought on some frustrations. Every where we go, whether it be Target, to a movie, or just out to dinner, people are constantly using such foul language!

No, I am not sitting over here thinking I am Mother Teresa by any means, but I'll tell you what, I have never used profanity in front of or directed at my child... well there was that one time in the car about a year ago in the middle of the winter when this guy literally walked right out in front of the hood of my car and I could barely stop, but still! It never bothered me when people would do it before I had a child. I would hear it as background noise and simply tune it out, but things change when little impressionable ears are listening.

I have spent the last five years of my life trying to protect her from every little thing I could possibly think of. From driving several hundred miles out of the way every week so she could be cared for by a loving/trusting family member instead of a day care center all the way to making grown men feel small when they accidentally drop the f-bomb when she is in ear-shot (I literally had a middle-aged man sit and apologize to me for five minutes straight when we took her to Wrigley Field this summer). I realize that I can't shelter and protect her from every little thing in life, but I feel as though people really need to clean it up a bit in public.

On a related note, my little (not-so-little) one is off to kindergarten next week. Based off of the previous rant, you can imagine how well I am dealing with it. She's so excited for it though. I pretend like I am sharing in her excitement, but in reality I wish I could keep her this small for the rest of time. I can't believe how fast the time actually went. I'm sure the fact that she is (and will be) my one and only makes me want to hold on even more, but I truly am looking forward to the next phase in her life.

Until we meet again.