So I think that I have officially lost faith in humanity.
Well not quite, but that line is teetering. It has taken me nearly a week to write this, because I wanted to make sure that I said all of the right things, however, I am almost certain it may still come out wrong.
Last Saturday we decided to take the kids to an egg hunt at local church. The normal hunt we attended yearly, was moved to a different town, so we skipped out this year. Overall the activities that were provided we great, the kids had a marvelous time and for the most part, the only bothersome things were the ants. There were ants everywhere, but we were outside so that is to be expected. But then came the egg hunt.
Now, to be honest, I did not go into this expecting there to be no problems. I expected that there would be pushy parents. After all, we know they exist, and we are bound to run into them. However, I did not expect for parents to literally push myself and my child to get to the front of the line. I mean it is just an egg hunt, right?
While the short answer is yes, the obvious answer is no. Parents always want their kids to be better than the next. While there is no issue with that per se, the problem comes in when the parents themselves feel the need to “knock down” the little guy–literally. There is no need to actually push down a toddler so that your kid can fill their bucket.
There were thousands of eggs there. So many in fact, I believe after the hunt was officially over, people were going back and picking up more eggs. It seems that in that moment of pure madness parents don’t look at 
the bigger picture. And that is “you pushed down a kid to pick up some damn eggs?”
Don’t get me started on the adults that decided to rush my six years old after tripped and his eggs fell out. Yes, adults–attempting to pick up his eggs. But luckily my husband shut it down quickly and they backed off. If it gets to the point where you are willing to hurt a complete strangers child, then I think it may be time to reevaluate why you are there, to begin with.
I won’t go into what Easter is actually supposed to be about, I will just leave it as we as parents have to do better. Our kids are watching. And honestly, it sucks the joy out of it when I have to be more concerned about a parent hurting my kid, more than being concerned about my kid picking up dirt and eating it (because she does it, all of the time).
I decided to keep this short because this still infuriates me. Maybe I will revisit this topic later on. One thing I do know is that next year, we will have an egg hunt at home. I the meantime, enjoy some cute pics from the hunt.
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Love of impromptu dance parties, 80’s cartoons, and horizontal life pauses (aka naps); Natasha Brown is a stay at home mom of 4 kids, and wife to one lucky guy! In her spare time, she is co-editor of Grits & Grace, as well as editor for The Mother Hustler Blog and Creative Director for the Mother Hustler podcast.
