Mother Comes for a Visit: National Aquarium

Good Man and I went to the National Aquarium for a wedding almost four years ago, but didn’t take any photos. This time I was able to get some pictures, and they had an amazing jellyfish exhibit, too.

We got to see people cleaning the aquarium from the inside, which was cool, but the place was crawling with little kids, which was…less than pleasant. (Of course, it is spring break, so it’s not a shock.)

Being around so many kids today reminded me of why I like to teach them but don’t want to parent them.

Our hotel offered free breakfast. This morning, Good Man and I were seated next to two boys. Their parents were getting breakfast when the younger one (preschool/kindergarten age) flipped off the older one. Two-handed, even. The older one (about second/third grade) gasped and said, “I’m telling Mom.”

Younger Brother twisted his face at the older one and shook his head. As soon as his mother appeared, he pointed at Older Brother and said, “He stuck up his middle finger!”

The mother started scolding the older brother while he protested. It was obvious she didn’t believe him and I piped up. “Excuse me, Ma’am? Ma’am?” When I had her attention I pointed to the younger one. “He gave him the double bird. I don’t mean to tattle on your kids, but I’m a teacher. I have eyes all over my head and saw it all.”

She thanked me and spun around. “You did what?”

The older one crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat, satisfied. The woman a few seats down from me leaned forward, caught me eye, and said, “Busted!”

At the aquarium, a young teenager stormed away from her mother and smacked right into Good Man. “Watch where you’re going,” the mother said in a bored voice.

“I don’t care where I’m going! I hate you! I hate everyone!”

Good Man just looked at me and shrugged.