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Dunk Your Head Under

Saturday, November 12, 2005

My 5 month old babe is getting baptized tomorrow. Mr. C and I were trying to explain the whole thing to the 4 year old. Then the Minister will dunk his head in some water....Aawww, I want to be baptized too. 4 year old says. We explain that he already was baptized, when he was a baby. But I don't remember it; I should do it again, so I remember. I think he had visions of dunking himself in the water like he had this past summer:

I'm afraid he may be sadly disappointed when he witnesses something like this instead:


I went to the store to buy a cake for the lunch that my mother is having afterwards. What do you have written on a baptism cake? I had a mental break. The lady at the bakery is looking at me with a blank look; Happy Baptism? Uh, no, I say. How about "On your Baptism"...followed by the babe's full name. She can't spell baptism. Has me repeat the spelling not once, not twice, nope 4 times. I shit you not. I think that I really am losing my patience with people. I can not leave the house without someone annoying me intensely.

Yesterday Mr. C and the children and I were in the Starbucks that has the malfunctioning debit machine, and sat at a table next to a couple hogging the cushy seats. The fellow glares at me at Mr.C back at me again. I look at him. He is obviously working on something that is going to save the world. Perhaps writing a Pulitzer prize-winning novel; no re-calculating the circumference of the Earth; well, whatever, it was obviously of extreme importance given his glare, and he did not appreciate us with our loud 4 year old who has no sense of personal space and the fussing spitting babe. I glare back and my mind screams.... This is not your fucking living room. If you don't want to be bothered by us, or anyone else, go the fuck somewhere else. Of course, this is just my head screaming. I would never ever say something like that to his face. Just hope that my glare said it all.

This entry was posted on Saturday, November 12, 2005 at 8:58 PM. You can skip to the end and leave a response.

  1. Blogger for_the_lonely said:
    12:29 AM  

    What the heck DO you say on a baptismal cake? LOL

    I was laughing with the "read my mind " glares...I wish that more people were understanding of those with kids...what a happier place this world would be! :)

    Congratulations on your little baby's baptism! :)

    Love,
    Sarah

  1. Anonymous Anonymous said:
    1:41 AM  

    Yes, congratulations! And, I'm so sick of all the people and their glares as if they could do a better job with my children! I would also like to yell out a few things but I end up glaring too. They are so rude! I can totally relate on this one. :)

  1. Blogger x said:
    4:23 PM  

    congratulations on the baptism!
    i've had people giving me strange looks in the past too. but this is starbucks, not an exclusive french restaurant. So, people should deal with it, i.e that parents must have coffee too and if they don't want to be disturbed, reserve a table at Chez Pierre

  1. Blogger Dr. Deb said:
    7:43 PM  

    How hilarious...I should do it again!


    Kids are so great for pure comedy and truth, right?

    ~Deb

  1. Blogger Foxy said:
    7:44 PM  

    i hate those glares- one from people that don't have kids, because they just don't know what its like 2- from people that do have kids because they KNOW what its like!

  1. Blogger Cathy said:
    8:49 PM  

    Sarah;
    We had "on your baptism" put on it...kind of awkward, but couldn't think of anything better at the time. Yes, the world would be a better place...

    Marel;
    Doesn't it seem that people are getter more and more rude, too!

    Chloe;
    Quite right; we wouldn't take the boys to a place where the atmosphere was intended to be intimate; that would be rude on our part. But, like you said, a busy Starbucks?!

    Dr.Deb;
    If you want the truth; my son's the one to see!:)

    Vani;
    I always think; gee you were a child at one time too...

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