jan_andrea: (drama)
Yes, it's true: I judge people. Often without even knowing what their circumstances are. Here's a short list of the people I judge (poorly). Not related to any particular incident -- just for the record. Feel free to add your own, because no matter how lovey-dovey, culturally relativist, and/or sensitive we pretend to be, everyone is, at heart, judgmental. And because I am judgmental, I am also certain to be offensive, so if you are afraid of being offended, don't read this.

I judge parents who smoke with their kids in the car... and parents who smoke... and frankly, people who smoke, period.
I judge parents who strap their kids in a carseat all day and ignore them when they cry.
I judge parents who circumcise their baby boys, or pierce their baby girl's ears, or make other permanent physical alterations to children who can't give informed consent.
I judge parents who prop a bottle in their baby's carseat while they shop.
I judge mothers who choose not to breastfeed when they are physically capable of doing so.
I judge parents who don't discipline their children when said children are terrorizing smaller children at the playground.
I judge people who ride motorcycles without wearing a helmet (it's legal in NH).
I judge people who cheat on their partners. Scratch that, I judge people who cheat, period.
I judge people who drag their children to church/temple/mosque/whatever before their children are capable of understanding what's being fed to them.
I judge people who stare at me when I'm wearing Sophie in a sling, wrap, or mei tai.
I judge stupid people. And ignorant people.
I judge NASCAR fans. And "Desperate Housewives" fans (yes, I know, Mom). And fans of junk TV of all stripes... including myself, when I was hooked on junk TV.
I judge cultures and subcultures where stupidity and ignorance are culturally acceptable or are considered "normal", especially if it means doing stupid or ignorant things to your children (like the abovementioned whatnot).
I judge people who judge other people's sexual behaviour and then try to legislate it away (I'm talking to you, The South).
I judge the fucking Phelps family to be a particularly egregious example of how inbreeding and religion can screw you up.
I judge WalMart for aiding and abetting the systematic persecution and/or subjugation of an entire country's citizens... take your pick, really.
I judge people who send me emails asking questions that are already answered if they would just bother to read a little bit.
I judge people who don't read.
I judge people who steal ideas and pass them off as their own.
I judge teenagers who do stupid things just because "everyone else does it".
I judge adults who do stupid things just because "everyone else does it".
I judge people who don't vote, especially if they later complain about the results.
I judge people who won't clean up their own messes.
I judge American Christians who claim they are being "persecuted" when in fact they have the most special rights of anyone in the country.
I judge people who are trying to teach religion in place of science.
I judge people who claim that all public schoolchildren are brainwashed zombies. (I like homeschooling, but some homeschoolers get stupid about it.)
I judge all other drivers on the highway, especially the ones who tailgate me when I'm already going over the speed limit.
I judge poor spellers.
I judge those who misuse the English grammar.
I judge people who use 'net abbreviations 24/7 (r u there?).
I judge people who think they have all the answers... including myself.
I judge people who are sanctimonious... including myself.
I judge myself for judging so many people, especially without knowing what their circumstances are.

Who do you judge?
jan_andrea: (happy sgl)
Stephen just came upstairs to tell me a leprechaun had gotten into our house and ran around and ate lots of colors (what he calls those little fruit snack packs). Yuh huh. I blame school -- they are very creative, but sometimes I wonder what they're thinking. Today they found leprechaun footprints, a wee leprechaun hat, and little green plastic "gold" coins left by the leprechaun. A little late, but sounds fun. Trouble is, he believes these things implicitly -- as with the gingerbread man who "really really came to life" a couple of months ago -- and we're either left in the position of lying to him (Oh, yes, absolutely that's true!) or making his teachers out to be the liars. Very awkward. But clearly all the kids enjoy it... I'm not really sure what to think :P

Since it's been so long since I wrote, I'll mention that David came back a week earlier (yay!) on the 13th instead of the 20th (um, yes, that would be today), so we have had a much nicer week than we otherwise would have. It's such a relief to have another adult in the house, not to mention the other obvious benefits :)

Sophie is finally on track for language development, and I expect her to catch up to her peer group within 6-10 months, based on her current explosion. She repeats words with regularity now (it's funny to watch her watch Thomas videos -- they'll show a bee and she'll say "A bee?! A bee?!" Or my favorite, "Percy puffed out as easy as pie." "PIE! PIE!") and has rudimentary sentences -- "Jehjeh (Stephen) gwan gwy" -- "Stephen [is going to/has been/will] cry!" Granted, most other 2.5 year olds passed this stage months ago, but it's a relief to me :)

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