I had to go buy movies for our store today .... new release day - we used to order them and have them delivered, but now that business is soooooooooo bad, we don't bother with that - not worth the hassles, or the cost of shipping.
Anyway ... so I'm in the electronics section at Wal-Mart, and there is a young man - maybe 9 or 10 years old. His mom is nearby with 3 other kids, all younger than he. He butts ahead of me at the till - no big deal. Asks the cashier to get a particular game out of the locked display case for him. Mom doesn't say a word.
The cashier points out, to both the boy, and then to his mother, than the game is rated at 17+ for violence. Shrug.
"Are you sure?" she asks the mother.
"That's what he wants" she says.
So - the cashier rings it up. $79. "Oh." he says, and looks towards his mother.
"Well? How much money do you have? Don't you have enough?"
He shakes his head. "Oh for ...." she mutters, and opens her wallet and pulls out three twenties to add to the one he has.
He, satisfied, grabs the bag from the cashier and leaves.
A few minutes later, I pass them on my way out of the store - and hear mom berate the kid ... "Now we'll have no food and no money to do anything for the rest of the week and it's all your fault!"
I don't get it....why would she not have just said no?




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That is a truly frightening story.
Since I was one for about 18 years before I met him, I was rather inclined to take offence... I can't IMAGINE doing that!
I would say she does... and it's only going to get worse!
Becuse she could end up being afraid of him; another two or three years and she may become a Battered Mother, even less likely to seek help than a Battered Wife because she feels that if it's her child, she HAS to love him. A ten-year-old sociopath/solipsist is one of the nastiest things in the world to have to deal with.
I am a firm believer in corporal punishment (and capital punishment, for that matter), which always suprises hell out of everybody who thinks that because I'm a political liberal -- and in most things, a social liberal -- that I must be into the whole complex of Aquarian/New Age/Summer of Love crap. I was in the SF Bay area in the late '60s; I saw what self-destructive naivete and what Jerry Garcia used to call "drag energy" did to a promising new socioeconomic system, and how it fostered a culture of "Whatever, man; it's your trip...", almost completely devoid of personal responsibilty. Three decades later, when my son was in elementary school, I saw what the "self-esteem above grades" movement did to some of his schoolmates (how much self-esteem can one derive from being illiterate?). And I see constantly now children running roughshod over their parents because the parents, having given up the use of real punishment, had nothing with which to discipline their children. Anybody who can't tell the difference between spanking and child abuse has no business having a child to begin with. But "stop that, or you can only watch five hours of TV tonight instead of six" is hardly a valid disciplinary tool. You don't spank a child for leaving the butter out of the refrigerator or calling his sister a "poopyhead"; you spank a child for wanton, intentional cruelty or destruction. Most children won't need it; some need it one or twice in their lives to understand just what the nature of their transgression was. Those who need it more often need a shrink. This kid found that he could get away with selfish, antisocial behavior without being punished for it, probably in very minor ways at first, but has learned to play his mother and will probably be terrorizing the family in another three or for years.
It should required a license to become a parent.
If I can be blackly humorous about this, maybe if they don't have food, natural selection will take its course and remove this kid from the gene pool.
Of course the game that we'd picked out, him only being eight and all, was expensive and contained graphic violence. The woman behind us rolled her eyes but said nothing.
The clerk was embarrassed by our behavior and went thru the process quickly. As planned my son only had a partial amount. So when it came time to pay the rest I pulled out the remaining counterfeited twenties and thrust them forward.
On the way out we had to do the mandatory no food, gas, or lodging speech. It only takes three minutes but it's a pain. My son has been instructed to backtalk, does, and we return the item just purchased for a full refund.
It's a tough scam but someone has to do it.
parents are supposed to be afraid FOR their children sometimes - but never OF, I think.
Instead of being humiliated, she avoided conflict and gave him his way.
I have a lot of friends that are single moms and they are just too tired to deal
with temper tantrums.
Kinda feel sorry for them.
If kid is walking into Wal-mart with $$, wouldn't you as a parent have a clue how much $$? And if you didn't know, wouldn't you ask?
When he says what he wants ... you look at 1/ whether it's appropriate and 2/ whether he has enough money.
I'm one of the best cooks I know. But I don't cook at home much because it requires that I actually go out and search for the best ingredients I can find, and that I spend time and though in the kitchen. My hungry family, neither of them in any danger of starvation, won't wait until 8:30 for dinner. But takeout doesn't have to be fast food, and grilled chicken from El Pollo Muerto with coleslaw and beans is a hell of a lot better for you than Big Macs and fries.
I used to repair video games. I saw a kid flopping on the ground once, begging his grandmother for a quarter to play Centipede. I hated that job. Kid's quarters begged from grandma paid my rent. Where did that come from?
My kids try to psychologically torture me constantly over random things like this. It doesn't work on me, but the sheer volume plus my noise-sensitive migraines does wonderfully unpleasant things to my stress level. Aren't kids fun?
I think the problem is for parents on the whole. Overworked and exhausted and in a misguided attempt to "prove" their love they try to buy it with excess. But love takes time. And love takes effort. As a culture we need to truly evaulate the importance of our families. Single parented or not.
There is a new book flying off the shelves at Borders called "Magic 1-2-3" by Dr. Thomas Phelan. Rules for parenting that work. Most of it incorporates the wisdom of grandma, with a modern spin. My cousin bought it for her daughter and she said that it is terrific!