Matt and I took Cha to the park today. We took a long walk (for her) and then headed to the playground. We met another dad who had a daughter Cha's age. The other girl acknowledged Cha but didn't want to play. Her father said she's home with her mom all day and doesn't play much with other kids.
The five of us decided to walk over to another area of the park where there were more slides and swings. We chatted with the other dad on the way. He's in town visiting his in-laws for the holidays. They have a newborn and his wife needed a break so he and his daughter were out giving the woman some quiet time.
At the other side of the park another family showed up. They had been out walking with the stroller and decided to stop so their two kids could run around. As playground etiquette requires, Matt tried to make small talk with the other couple.
The woman was wearing a Race for the Cure tshirt. It said Denver 2002 so Matt asked if she regularly participates in the race. She simply said 'Yes'. Matt pointed to me and said 'My wife's a survivor.' which garnered even less of a response. The woman didn't look at me or say a word. Strange.
She and her husband were not the friendliest. They put up with our darling Cha trying to play with their kids but tried to steer them clear of her. They had a dog who was leashed and muzzled. Cha tried to pet him but the dad pulled him away from her.
I wonder about people like that. Based on their toddler gear and children's names I would imagine them to be progressive parents. Don't they realize that their kids are learning how to socialize by watching their parents? Do they know what kind of lesson they are teaching? Bah humbug to them!
Let's just hope she raised lots of money for the Cure.
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