There I stood. In a room full of hipsters covered in tattoos with deep meanings, skinny jeans, and awesome beards. My husband and I went out for pizza in the city and brought our 2 year old daughter along for the ride at 7:30 pm on a busy Friday night. Are we crazy for taking our daughter to dinner that late on a Friday night? Perhaps! We just really wanted to hang out and enjoy some good pizza and a glass of beer.
I remember thinking the same thing when I would witness a toddler having a breakdown in Target. I wince to admit this, but I honestly thought it was the parents fault that a kid wouldn’t behave. Now I know that parents do play an important role in raising children, but that sometimes kids are just little stinkers. I now know that a temper tantrum does not reflect on a mother’s parenting ability. The other day I saw a mom leave the park with a tot that was throwing a huge fit. Instead of judging her in my heart as I might have in the past, I felt like I wanted to give her a hug.