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Thursday, August 02, 2007


I ride all around NYC with my kids. I think everybody knows that by now.

Yesterday my daughters led me to the very back of the M34 bus where it was less populated. They were sitting on the very back row of the back wall of the bus, and I was sitting on their right side, facing the left window. My girls have a hard time sitting still, especially the little one, so at one point she was sitting in the empty seat to my left.

A few blocks into our ride a woman came and sat in the seat on my left, that my daughter had since vacated to sit by her sister on the back row, just perpendicular to that seat. My 2 year old daughter said: "Hey, that's my chair!" in a quiet voice, and more of a whining to my big sister voice, than a bratty, yelling, disrespectful voice. I mean, she is 27 months old. The woman stopped rummaging in her purse and very deliberately turned her head, glared at her and said, quite loudly and with TONE: "Excuse me?"

Wow. That was so out of left field as far as reactions to my toddler go, that I almost started laughing. I thought maybe it was a joke. So, I said: "She's two." She then turned her glaring evil eyes on me and just STARED me down. I don't know what power she thought she could wield over me, but I took that stare as a clear, nonverbal bit of communication and continued: "Do you know any two year olds?" And keep in mind, my tone was non combative, and quite calm and nice.

Her response (still in the TONE of disgust): "Unfortunately, I live with one." Well, I stifled this word: "TOXIC" and just kept that in my head while I said: "Come on girls," and escorted them to the front of the bus. Wow, that was some heavy, pointed toxic energy pointed RIGHT at my little one. Mama Cougar wasn't going to stand for that...well, let me rephrase that, wasn't going to sit for that...I stood up and got OUT of there....whoa.


  • Whoa. I want to run to her home and scoop up that sweet little two year old she "lives with". So sad. Good for you to get out of there asap. Where is the love?!
    posted by Blogger rebecca at 8/02/2007 09:21:00 AM  

  • perhaps this woman had just had a really bad fight with her husband--who was the unfortunate 'two year old' she was referring to?

    Still, WAY rude of her!
    posted by Blogger Lindsey at 8/02/2007 10:37:00 AM  

  • whoa is right! what is WRONG with some people?! i was on a plane once with my son when he was about 13 mos. old. he was being squirmy and a little whiny, but not all-out yelling or anything. and the guy in the seat in front of me turned, GLARED, and said "i'm trying to sleep up here."
    um, yeah. i'm trying to do a lot of things here, pal.
    posted by Anonymous Anonymous at 8/02/2007 11:26:00 AM  

  • What a meanie! Way to keep your cool.
    posted by Blogger Katie at 8/02/2007 11:50:00 AM  

  • Yipers. I am glad you kept your cool mama bear.
    I thought the exact same thing as rebecca - get that 2 year old out of there! Unfortunatley you live with a two year old? Sheesh lady!
    posted by Blogger Melissa at 8/02/2007 12:13:00 PM  

  • I'm pretty good at coming up with good responses 1/2 hour later when I'm walking away but in the moment I usually go mushy. Way to hold your own!
    posted by Blogger Sarah at 8/08/2007 10:40:00 AM  

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