The best birth control is really watching someone else's children. We were supposed to have a sleepover last night and I wanted to make a doctor's appointment to get my tubes tied this morning.
I'm not one of those parents who thinks my child can do no wrong and is such a special snowflake that it's not possible that people won't like her. My 5 year old has her moments, but she is nothing like my friends 3 year old daughter. She was nothing like that even when she was 3!
Before we went home, we stopped at my mothers house so that I could get my hair twisted by my little sister. I asked both girls to sit down on the couch and watch Harry Potter. Twisting only takes about 10 minutes. My friends daughter said, "No. Why should I? I don't want to!" O_O
I asked her again and she sat down but she still had something smart to say. Then when I went to the bathroom, I heard my sister telling the little girl to sit down and she screamed NO and I heard her running from the living room and then CRASH!
Then I heard my mom scream and my daughter telling the little girl to sit down.
I run out of the bathroom and I see that she has knocked over the printer and laptop from the desk. The laptop was okay, but the printer is broken. Ugh.
So I told them that the sleepover was cancelled and she then told me that I was stupid and that I needed to shut up. O_O

Anyway, long story short, I don't like other people's kids. No...let me rephrase that. I don't like other parents who think it's okay to let their children act like that and say things like that. She told me in the car that she doesn't have to be good for Santa because he would bring her all the toys she wanted anyway. My daughter then told her that Christmas is for drinking hot chocolate, seeing family, and praying for others (we are Buddhist) and being nice. She said, "That's stupid. My mommy told me that Christmas is because Jesus was born and we get presents. Your Christmas is stupid."
Needless to say, she didn't even make it to my house. She cried and cried and so did my daughter, but I told her that maybe when she learns how to speak to an adult and acted better, we could have a sleepover.

Her mother thinks I was being harsh and they could have still had a sleepover. I told her that when she taught her daughter how to speak to an adult, we could have one. I would expect her to do the same thing if my daughter spoke to her in that manner.

Does your LO have friends that just make you want to scream?