Some people should have to take classes before they have children. Why is it that some parents just don't seem to care what their kids do? They just stand there and watch as their child harms another. I just don't get it.
Little Bug's school teacher arranged for us to go to a special music class yesterday. It's a class just for kids with autism and their families. There aren't a lot of activities where my kids get to interact together, so, I thought this would be good.
We show up and there is one other little boy there. You need to know that this kid is built like a tank. Solid from head to toe. Little Bug is a stick. He's as skinny as they come. He's strong and wiry, but no match for this other boy. Now, I know that both boys have autism. And with that comes a lack of understanding social boundaries. But I have an understanding of social boundaries. And you'd think that his mom, who, coincidentally, is a special ed teacher, would know these things.
So, when her son came running at Little Bug as hard as he could and then tackled him, I was surprised that she looked over, watched for a minute, but did nothing. Then this kid proceeded to try and wrestle with Bug and kept stepping on him. I was very nicely saying, "Get off of him please! You are hurting him." Trying to remain calm and all that jazz. He smashed Bug's face into the mat and stepped on his foot as he tried to get a better position. More polite pleading from me more distant watching from his mom. Finally, one of the teachers came over and helped. The mom looked over several times as this teacher pried her son off and she did nothing. Not a darn thing! She didn't come over to see what was going on or to stop her son.
Little Bug is limping. He doesn't want to put weight on that foot and he didn't want to put shoes on this morning. I don't think it's broken because when I move his foot around and put pressure on it, he doesn't flinch or cry. It just seems to bother him when he walks. I'm so annoyed. Again, I realize that this kid wasn't trying to hurt, he was playing. He was giggling and laughing - and not in a mean way like some kids might. Probably tackles and wrestles with his dad at home and he just doesn't understand not to do it to others. You should have seen Baby Girl run when this kid ran after her next! And again, mom did nothing. Good thing my girl is fast! He couldn't catch her and soon lost interest. I think the thing that bothered me the most is that the mom came over and tried to make small talk while I was comforting Little Bug. Never asked if he was okay or anything. He cried and cried and she asked me stupid questions about how long we'd lived in the area. Grrr....
So, how would you have dealt with this? I didn't say anything to her, but wish now that I had mentioned it - in a VERY polite way, of course. Would you have done anything??