Holy hell. Yesterday was Mia’s final ballet class until fall. Praise to the heavens above. I didn’t want to go, it was a busy day, I had already been to the gym once that day. But, we went… because she loves it and doesn’t have to deal with the crap that I have to do deal with outside, or does she?

We show up and the “natural mom” who is all about emotional levels, more then parenting levels brings her kids in a GIANT wagon. A wagon. Inside. To the dance rooms. I think it was the size of my kitchen table. She has a love for wearing scrub pants and crocs (I wear crocs, but she’s not a dr or a nurse!) and talks in a real soft .. what she calls her “understanding and listening voice”. I loathe this woman. All the girls go into their class and I sit, on the floor, away from them and read my book. Just keeping to myself. The other mom who I can’t stand with another baby talks start having her weekly convo with Scrubs. Just by listening, they are both non-discipliners … excuse makers for their childs behavior .. and they are gross. Scrubs was telling a story about her daughter (who’s the ballet class) kicked a man at the pool during a lesson because he was in her way of getting in by the stairs. The lifeguard had picked up the girl and taken her out of the pool and told her that wasn’t allowed. Scrubs then went on to tell that she had told the lifeguard to STEP OFF and never lay her hand on a child like that.. that she was just “tired” and didn’t know how to express to the gentleman to please move. Ummm. Why not? She’s 4. She doesn’t know how to say excuse me. At this moment in time I am listening to the story and have stopped reading, because I am in shock at her behavior. Now wanna be uber mom #2 says.. isn’t it funny how we make excuses for our kids when they act inappropriate. WRONG. THING. TO. SAY. Scrubs didn’t want to hear that and I chuckled, out loud and just rolled my eyes (I love to roll m eyes!) and just started reading again. But, I think Scrubs may have put a hex of sorts on Ubermom.

In the meantime, there has been this other little girl who is going to be the worst child in the history of children. Her mom needs super nanny. I’ve seen this little girl come in with a babysitter before and she throws the most major tantrums for not getting her way I have EVER seen. She’s not in M’s class, but we have the pleasure of listening to her and her meltdowns before her class starts. She is given her way, constantly and well.. one time a mom told her babysitter to get her under control, because her behavior should not be tolerated. I liked that mom. I wonder if Scrubs and uber mom killed her and ate her. Oh probably not, I’m sure they vegetarians. So yesterday.. this little girl comes with her mom, who has never come before. She demands to go into the class and TELLS her mother to STAND AT THE DOOR, WITH HER STUFFED ANIMAL, SO HE CAN WATCH ME DANCE! The mom says..ok. I will. The little girl goes in, and out, in and out, in and out. Why the teacher doesn’t say anything.. I’m sure she’s just trying to get through the class and probably has said something in the past, but still.. LAME. The mom is standing at the door, the whole time and I can’t see in. No one can. Finally, I tell her/ask her nicely to MOVE THE HELL OUT OF THE WAY. She says.. sorry. She likes me to stand her with her bear. You know those little hairs on the back of your neck.. well, mine were up. My hackles. I’m like.. I’m sure she does. But we have kids in there too. I was nice, I promise. She moved and here comes the little monster demanding her mother be back at the doorway. The mom is like. “are you all done, sweety?” “have you had enough for today, baby?” “should we be all done today?” the little girl takes off running and the mom is all, “wait for mommy sweetiepie, we don’t like you to run off”. Hi, I called super nanny, JoJo is on her way.

In the meantime.. Scrubs and Scrubs wannabe are talking about swim lessons and eating delicious teddy grahams OFF THE FLOOR! Where 9million people walk a day. G R O S S. And these kids are sick. One is coughing and all congested, and touching everything.. but yet Scrubs complains about “worts” (she used the medical term) that her daughter picked up at the Kids Gym upstairs. What happens right after she is bitching about germ spreading? Her little one sneezed and her whole brain come out of her nose, onto the floor. I had seen enough and pleaded to God to please let the class end so I could get the hell out of there.

The door opens.. I can hear the angels sing and I am hurrying to get Mia changed. She’s all excited and shouts out.. NO MORE BALLET.. IT’S TIME FOR SOCCER.

Can you guess what happened next…

Scrubs and Scrubs wannabe.. “Oh my Gosh.. we’ll see you then! We signed up for soccer too!

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