To the mom of two in the grocery store, whose kids are weaving in and out of the aisles like bandits, while you look on fondly as if their ‘shenanigans’ couldn’t be more adorable;
To the parents at the booth next to ours, whose 18 month old is reaching over my seat and grabbing my hair with his sticky, globby, who-knows-what covered hands;
To the young mom on the train, whose toddler is thudding his teeny tiny nikes against the back of my chair over and over, while you smile at his oh-so-chubby cheeked giggles;
To the dad in line in front of me at target, whose five year old is sticking her hands into my cart to investigate my purchases, while you give me that “what can you do?” smirk;
No, I do not think your kids are cute!! I do not find them adorable, irresistible and lovable. I do not share your opinion that they can do no wrong. I do not want to talk to them, make cute faces at them or answer their silly questions. I do not agree that their invasion of my personal space is just way too cute. For the love of all that is holy, keep your kids to yourself!