Because Joe asked...
The child that I watch on Thursdays is pretty much an angel in human form. I swear she walks around with a halo around her that is visible only to those that know her. She has long red curly hair that I currently have in pigtails, and freckles. She's 2 1/2 going on 13. The kid freakin kills me. I'm sitting here today on the computer while she was sitting on her potty. I figured maybe she's have more luck without me staring at her. All of a sudden a little voice goes "I did it Meghan". I turn around and she's standing there with the "pee container" part of her potty full of pee. Um yes..yes you did, let's head on back to the bathroom with that there urine young child. She's so awesome. I hope I pop a kid out like her, but hell, at the rate I'm going...I'll never have a kid.
People in this town are judgemental pricks. I love walking around with her in her stroller because people think she's mine. I take her to the park where the yuppies converge; people who name their kids "Maxamillion" (I shit you not, that was one of the boys names today) while the moms yell across the playground to eachother that they should have brought their cell phones so they could talk. They all look at me the same. It's not new news that I look like I'm 16. They look at Riona, then at me, then I see the flicker of disgust on their faces as they label me a teenaged trampy knocked up whore. It bring me more joy than you know. I flaunt my best motherly skills and pretend she's mine; drawing the line at referring to myself as "mommy" just so I can see the looks of horror on their faces and they hope their kids don't get too close to us. As if illigitamacy is a disease or something. Yuppy assholes. We walk off, me smirking, them probably whispering horrible things, but audibly saying "oh what beautiful red hair she has". Phony bastards. I hope yure kids get head lice.
yea well guys aren a big fan. The ysee a kid and steer the fuck clear. Its like she is walking proof that I am fertile and thats very scary to guys. Ah well.
The really fucked up part is that if you were heavy set and unattractive they would be sympathetic. Only becasue you are not a threat, but when you are young and attractive...that's competition. Old bitches hate that. You could be their kids next step mom!
You should have seen the reaction when I brought my pregnant wife (who looks about 8 - 10 years younger than she is) to my office (I work at a University) during a Parents and Family event.
All the parents looked at her horrified...as if this is what might happen to their daughters if they come to this college.
Hilarity!
