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The hypocrite being my nearly 19 year old son. 
Last week we were at the grocery store using one of the self checkouts for large orders. I was scanning and he was bagging. I finished up, paid, and was helping him bag when I noticed a commotion out of the corner of my eye.
Seems a little boy of about 2 or 3 was throwing the HOLIEST of all tantrums. Screetching like a hellion, as his mother tried valiantly to diffuse the situation. He wa hanging on to the front of the cart, on the outside of it, and was kicking his legs and screaming over-and-over, along with chants of 'noooooooooo'.
I shrugged it off, since I'm used to it. I had a pang of sympathy for the mom.
Danny (my son) rolled his eyes, shook his head and said "Jesus!"
I asked what was up.
He said "I can't believe that kid! And the mom can't get him to shut up!"
I stopped bagging..stood dumbfounded and slackjawed for a second..and then began to laugh - HARD.
He asked me what was so funny.
I said "See that kid right there? That was YOU 15 or so years ago. Nearly EVERY time we were out in public."
Cue indignant, shocked expression from Danny.
Then he said: "No way mom, I was NOT!!!"
I respond "Ohhhhh, but you were. Ask anyone. You'd scream like a banshee to get out of the cart, throw things, kick and flail...it was awful!"
He said: "So why didn't you just let me out of the cart?"
I said: "Cuz then you'd run off and wreak havoc on innocent people in the aisles!"
He continued bagging, muttering under his breath that there was simply NO way he was that awful.
Clearly I had to be making the whole thing up.
I continued bagging, laughing my ass off.
When I got home, I called my mother and related the story. Her response?:
"Danny? DANNY had the nerve to talk about a kid throwing a tantrum?"
And then she proceeded to laugh uproariously too.
PS - Please lets not turn this into a parenting/tantrum/spanking debate. I just posted to give everyone a chuckle at the expense of my kid.
Last week we were at the grocery store using one of the self checkouts for large orders. I was scanning and he was bagging. I finished up, paid, and was helping him bag when I noticed a commotion out of the corner of my eye.
Seems a little boy of about 2 or 3 was throwing the HOLIEST of all tantrums. Screetching like a hellion, as his mother tried valiantly to diffuse the situation. He wa hanging on to the front of the cart, on the outside of it, and was kicking his legs and screaming over-and-over, along with chants of 'noooooooooo'.
I shrugged it off, since I'm used to it. I had a pang of sympathy for the mom.
Danny (my son) rolled his eyes, shook his head and said "Jesus!"
I asked what was up.
He said "I can't believe that kid! And the mom can't get him to shut up!"
I stopped bagging..stood dumbfounded and slackjawed for a second..and then began to laugh - HARD.
He asked me what was so funny.
I said "See that kid right there? That was YOU 15 or so years ago. Nearly EVERY time we were out in public."
Cue indignant, shocked expression from Danny.
Then he said: "No way mom, I was NOT!!!"
I respond "Ohhhhh, but you were. Ask anyone. You'd scream like a banshee to get out of the cart, throw things, kick and flail...it was awful!"
He said: "So why didn't you just let me out of the cart?"
I said: "Cuz then you'd run off and wreak havoc on innocent people in the aisles!"
He continued bagging, muttering under his breath that there was simply NO way he was that awful.
Clearly I had to be making the whole thing up.
I continued bagging, laughing my ass off.
When I got home, I called my mother and related the story. Her response?:
"Danny? DANNY had the nerve to talk about a kid throwing a tantrum?"
And then she proceeded to laugh uproariously too.
PS - Please lets not turn this into a parenting/tantrum/spanking debate. I just posted to give everyone a chuckle at the expense of my kid.
Well, maybe I did and she blocked the memory. 
Mom says we were both pretty good, however.
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