Monday Meanderings

Perhaps it's just because I'm tired today, but I keep having those little WTF? moments.

In the coffee shop this morning, a woman wearing shiny leather pants tucked in to her rainboots, with a red windbreaker. She looked like she just couldn't decide who she wanted to be today, and the effect was very odd, especially with the pouch-like purse sticking out the bottom of the jacket.

At the doctor's office, a family had one child seated happily in a stroller while they gathered around another child screaming bloody murder. It seemed like they were trying to get his coat on, but he was screaming and trying to hit them, lashing out in all directions. Well, we've all seen tantrums, but this one shocked me because at least one family member was laughing. Like, oh, the little dickens. Really? Really? Because for me, frankly, I don't care how deep in tantrum territory you and your little brain are, hitting is never acceptable. How is that kid going to learn to control that if it's funny? I had to go down the hall where I couldn't watch, honestly, because I was pretty sure they would see on my face that I was appalled, and as much as I was, in fact, I don't think they need to see that sort of judgment in my too-revealing expression. My face is a terrible liar.

And the number of people who have stepped directly in the path of my stroller today is just bizarre. Has the brutally cold weather frozen their brains, or just made them wish for a quick death? At one point on the way home, there were four people arrayed across the wide, pedestrian-friendly sidewalks of our nearest major street, all going at the pace of a very small turtle. It took more than half an block before one of them moved over enough that I could pass them and hurry home and out of the cold. What were these people doing strolling about like that in the middle of a very frozen afternoon?

I am, it would seem, pretty cranky, despite a weekend that saw some progress on the Bun's room (I want to move him in next weekend! More on that another post...), a nice easy morning and dropoff, and a doctor's visit that showed the Bun's height and weight to be getting closer together, though he is still one large infant. (more on that to come, too - I keep meaning to find the time to tell you a bit about the Bun, as it's been a while. Soon.) It must be that I went to bed far too late last night after finishing up a little project, and still wish I had more time. I have so many things I want to do, and so little hands-free time... Still, this kid is so freaking adorable, I can't begrudge him my arms when he fills them with snuggles and toothless grins. Perhaps a little less drool, though, little buddy?