a stranger run in
yesterday nyc had some fine weather.
we joined a group of women and their tots in central park for a picnic.
sheep's meadow was the joint.
a grassy lawn oasis in this city of dog pee parks.
we had a light lunch in between frolics.
one such frolic adventure turned south in a hurry.
mary is a "wee" bit independent so i let her adventure while i keep an eye on her.
she had gallivanted over to a rocky area and was in pure heaven sitting on it's ledges.
the next moment i look over some strange woman is dragging mary off the rocks.
this ignited my anger fast.
i walk over there to mary running at me in terror.
mama me had a fire burning inside and i was ready for confrontation.
confrontation i was about to bring on.
i walk over to the woman- trying to be firm and bold and keep my head while angry as can be.
she explained that they were doing a photo shoot of a yoga guy that lost 136 pounds and it was the 3rd of a 4 part series in a magazine and she didn't have people in the other pictures so she couldn't have people in this one.
that's no excuse woman- don't touch my kid for no reason.
now what i should have said and wish i would have said was, "woman don't ever touch my kid or anyone else's kid like that again. this is a public park and this is a very public area if you don't want people in your pictures then you should go somewhere else or come when it isn't noon on a beautiful day and there are hundreds of people around."
but alas- i kept my cool- i kept my cool too cool, or i had my first weak mother moment.
i think i could have done better.
i said, "excuse me- can you tell me why these kids can't play on this rock?"
mother fail.
i could have been non-confrontational but made sure she knew that you can't act like that.
next time i will behave differently.
not so weak in a weak way.
weakness is often a strength in some situations but in others it's precisely what it is- weak.
besides that and a few moments of traumatized mary following the incident it was a solid park day.
full of free running.
snack eating (and in the case of mary creepy snack staring until they share.... i am trying to wean her of staring at others food longingly.... we do feed her- that belly and those cheeks are proof.)
scoot stealing.
and bubbles- - a kids dreamland.
here are some pics of mary in her nirvana post trauma....
happiest of days to all of you.
here's hoping you find yourself similarly frolicking.
we joined a group of women and their tots in central park for a picnic.
sheep's meadow was the joint.
a grassy lawn oasis in this city of dog pee parks.
we had a light lunch in between frolics.
one such frolic adventure turned south in a hurry.
mary is a "wee" bit independent so i let her adventure while i keep an eye on her.
she had gallivanted over to a rocky area and was in pure heaven sitting on it's ledges.
the next moment i look over some strange woman is dragging mary off the rocks.
this ignited my anger fast.
i walk over there to mary running at me in terror.
mama me had a fire burning inside and i was ready for confrontation.
confrontation i was about to bring on.
i walk over to the woman- trying to be firm and bold and keep my head while angry as can be.
she explained that they were doing a photo shoot of a yoga guy that lost 136 pounds and it was the 3rd of a 4 part series in a magazine and she didn't have people in the other pictures so she couldn't have people in this one.
that's no excuse woman- don't touch my kid for no reason.
now what i should have said and wish i would have said was, "woman don't ever touch my kid or anyone else's kid like that again. this is a public park and this is a very public area if you don't want people in your pictures then you should go somewhere else or come when it isn't noon on a beautiful day and there are hundreds of people around."
but alas- i kept my cool- i kept my cool too cool, or i had my first weak mother moment.
i think i could have done better.
i said, "excuse me- can you tell me why these kids can't play on this rock?"
mother fail.
i could have been non-confrontational but made sure she knew that you can't act like that.
next time i will behave differently.
not so weak in a weak way.
weakness is often a strength in some situations but in others it's precisely what it is- weak.
besides that and a few moments of traumatized mary following the incident it was a solid park day.
full of free running.
snack eating (and in the case of mary creepy snack staring until they share.... i am trying to wean her of staring at others food longingly.... we do feed her- that belly and those cheeks are proof.)
scoot stealing.
and bubbles- - a kids dreamland.
here are some pics of mary in her nirvana post trauma....
little friends for days (this is only a wee portion of the kid pack)
here's hoping you find yourself similarly frolicking.
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