While waiting in line at the grocery store, there were two mothers with their children in front of me. Both mothers appeared to be of middle class social status, mild mannered and completely composed. They both had little boys around the same age, probably about 3 or 4 years old. To an outsider looking in, it would appear that they used similar parenting styles.
But alas, the first little boy had to be dragged out of the store, kicking and screaming with the mother scolding him in an angrily muffled, yet extremely embarrassed tone. The cashier looked at the second mother with an expression that seemed to say, “Wow, some people really aren’t fit for parenting.”
When it came time for the second mother to pay the cashier, her son stood on his tippy toes and with more politeness than most adults contain in their entire body, he managed to squeak out, “Thank you very much mam! Have a great day!”
Only after I lifted my jaw from the ground, still astonished by his excellent behavior, did I see him quickly leap up and snatch the large 5 lb. bag of penny-candy from the cashiers bagging station.
I’ve got a 10 dollar bill that says the first kid asked his mom for a midget Tootsie Roll and she told him no.