Not My Child

Listen up folks, unless Little Johny has a smokin' gun or severed head in his hand, Do Not Tell a Mother her child is a liar. From that moment forward, this particular Mom is ready to put a Texas size Wup Arse on you. I'm in the grocery store when a Stepford Mom stops and says "why won't you let Karate Kid (my second child and oldest triplet) play with my child. This particular child tried to drown KK at a party, hence the punishment. I smile, explain they were fighting and this was the incident, no big deal (especially since this was months ago and I had forgotten about it) and as far as I knew they were friends again. Stepford Mom says "Did you see this?" No, KK told me when he got home (with bruises) so I figured they could use a break. "Well, MY Johnny would NEVER do something like this, so KK must be lying". Seriously, do you want to go here as a mom? Do you think from this point on I give a flying flip what this lady has to say? Especially given the fact that she lives 500 feet from me, and has chosen a grocery store for this conversation? Mothers like this are not doing ANY favors for their children by putting a bag over their head and declaring perfection. From my standpoint, I was certain Little Johnny didn't just walk up and hold KK under water. I am positive there was a lot of rough housing and it probably got out of control. Think about me the next time a Stepford Mom declares her child perfect. I smiled, walked away and am hoping her meds are upped soon. I'd like MY violence to stay in my head. Cheers!