February 03, 2009

They're Not the Family Circus I Grew Up With

On Fridays I carpool with another Mom, who also has three boys, ages 9, 8 and 5. They're cute kids, but poorly behaved.

I tolerate it as its nice not to have to drive every other Friday, but in all honesty, I'm astounded by how poorly behaved these boys are.

Let me say as well, when I pull up at school, and they all jump out of the asexual mom-mobile, we look like a clown car, boys pouring out of my vehicle, noise and motion and chaos. I often wish it was taped so I could watch what it must look like.

Now it is one thing to be nasty at home, but I know my kids are mostly on their best behavior when with other parents, which makes me wonder... if the kids are as bad as they are in MY car, how bad are they at home?

I'm not sure I want to know the answer to that.

And I strongly suspect the problem boils down to a Mom who works and is overwhelmed and a Dad who is either not there, or when he is, is no help. He has no parenting skills.

Today she asked me to take her boys in as she had a meeting at work. I said no problem, as God only knows I may need her assistance at some point.

We were driving to school and I asked the five year old, "So, do you have any friends you like to hang out with at school?"

He smiled and said, "Yeah. His name is Drake."

Then the 2nd son chimed in, "He has a girlfriend!"

And... the five year old replied, "NO I DON'T! YOU DO! AND YOU LIKE TO KISS HER ON THE BAGINA!"


And with that, my two boys sat in stunned silence, as the three brothers continued to bicker and I tried to keep my vehicle on the road as I attempted to stave off the heart attack or stroke I was surely about to have.


I am saying nothing to the mother. I would normally, but I've given her an ear full about a couple other things and am treading on thin ice as it is.

But mostly I'm not saying anything because... I live in a glass house. I don't throw stones.

My eldest wasn't with us as he was sick, but I told him the story when we got home and he shook his head and said, "Why am I not surprised?"

Good Lord. I'm wondering at what age there will be a modicum of civility in that home. The things I have seen and heard...

Posted by Boudicca at February 3, 2009 10:07 PM | TrackBack

Yep there are always kids around like this. The "good" thing (I guess it could be called good) is that you can use them as a learning tool. Such as "if I EVER hear you saying stuff like that you'll never speak again..." that kind of thing.

My kids were pretty snotty at home even though they didn't get away with it. Other parents would tell me how polite they were which always floored me. LOL.

Posted by: Teresa at February 3, 2009 10:56 PM

That happened at Lacrosse last night. I was talking to one of the Mom's that runs the Lacrosse organization and she said, "Oh! You are Bones Mom! I LOVE YOUR SON! He is so polite. I mean polite as in when I was leaving he actually said to me, "It was a pleasure to meet you Mrs. C."" Heh. I laughed and said, "I'm happy to hear that because he surely wasn't like that today at home!"

If my kids are going to act out let it be at home.

Posted by: Bou at February 4, 2009 06:57 AM

What Teresa said. Hold them up as bad examples in front of your kids and make sure they understand that kind of behavior will get your own in deep kaka. "I can't touch those kids, but YOU GUYS I can kill..."

Posted by: diamond dave at February 4, 2009 09:49 AM

Bou - It is sad to say that your well behaved boys are the exception rather than the rule. It speaks highly of your parenting skills.

Posted by: Denny at February 4, 2009 10:00 AM

Holy crap!! To say that I am shocked doesn't even *begin* to cover this...

Posted by: Richmond at February 4, 2009 02:37 PM

Holy crap - I am *beyond* shocked... Really. I have no words...

Posted by: Richmond at February 4, 2009 02:41 PM

As my Dad used to say " I'll just beat all of your butts and that way I know I've gotten the right one". I guess my Dad was a Muslim, huh?

Posted by: JihadGene at February 5, 2009 09:37 AM

I must concur with Denny. You have AWESOME kids...polite and hysterically funny (Bones, in particular, is a scream -- I could relate to him on a million different levels).

Posted by: Erica at February 6, 2009 09:22 AM