You know you love them. Complete strangers who seem to know more about rearing your children than you do, and take it upon themselves to SHARE THEIR EXCELLENT PARENTING ADVICE WITH YOU IN PUBLIC.
Take yesterday. I was in the checkout line at Vons, and got this little nugget of wisdom from the Vons checker lady.
Date: July 26, 2011
Location: Vons supermarket in Coronado
Nugget of Wisdom: My Baby is Cold
I am in the checkout line. I have managed to gather my groceries without my baby waking up. Great success!
Vons checker lady eyes my baby who is snug in her carrier inside the shopping cart, sleeping peacefully. I think she is staring at my baby because Holland is so cute. I WAS MISTAKEN.
"You should cover up your baby, it is very cold in here," she says.
I look down at Holland, who is blissfully content, covered in pajamas with feet, and a onesie underneath. She is practically RADIATING heat she is so warm in there. I am IMMEDIATELY ANNOYED.
"Oh, she's fine," I said, smiling and looking the checker straight in the eyes, daring her to challenge me.
Which she did.
"No, it's REALLY cold in here," she said to me, as if I wasn't standing in the very same store with her, less than 2 feet away.
"She's warm," I said. "Really, she is."
"But it's SO COLD in here," insisted Vons Checker Lady.
She then proceeded to REACH OVER THE CHECKOUT STAND and reach into my baby's carrier and PULL DOWN THE COVER on top of the carrier. Which then woke up my happily sleeping baby. "Waaaaaa!" cried Holland.
"There, that's much better," the checker said. "Your baby says, 'keep me warmer mommy, otherwise I will get sick!'"
Um....yeah. What the f--k? Did she really just talk to me in a baby voice, impersonating my child? I want to dump out my groceries and suffocate her in the Vons bag.
"Have a great day Mrs. Van Tuyl," said Vons Checker Lady cheerily, sliding over my receipt. She is jubulient that she has acheived her goal...saving my baby from certain illness, possibly death. "You saved $8.43 today!"
I looked at her nametag. Vons Checker Lady was actually the SUPERVISOR. Geez. Go supervise yourself straight to the hardware store down the street...because you are a TOOL!
Anyone else getting unsolicited parenting advice lately?