IKEA and angry people

I didn't think this night would end.

I am shocked that my youngest slumbers...in her new big girl bed. Seems that cribs are not made for two year old the size of four year old and cannot handle the stress of the mighty. Today we headed to IKEA after church for this new bed. Can I just give you a recommendation? DO NOT GO ON SUNDAY. They're out of half of what you want, there are waaaaaaaaaaaay too many people in there and gracious - I want all of the things! Also, Swedish meatballs. CHICKEN Swedish meatballs. All of the yes.

The demographic at IKEA is fascinating. There are poor folks, college folks, hipsters, overwhelmingly wealthy folks, etc. all chilling in the same store. I'd like to say they're all getting along, but that would not be the case most of the time. When did society stop smiling and saying hey or excuse me? When did we stop having basic manners? Treating others as equals in humanity? Or even being a part of humanity?

What is up with people acting so badly? I spend so much time trying to teach my children to be polite, explaining why what they say sometimes is rude and how to correct it, that titles do not entitle (princess) and that all people should be treated with kindness whenever possible.

I was in a meeting with a bunch of mothers once where the speaker asked us what we wanted our children to be when they're grown. Write that down and think about it. Then, once you have it written down, is how you are guiding them going to get them there? If not, fix it. Keep that end goal in sight. Share with the kids who you want them to be as humans, not as grown people trying to direct their professional paths, rather just as parents who want to put something into society on the positive side of the humanity spectrum for a change. When good deeds or general kindness to their fellow man makes its way into news media instead of a solid nod and the expectation that this should be the norm - we've failed.

Apparently we can all like the same things, eat the same amazing meatballs and find the same amazing home goods from a neat Swedish store, but we can't manage to like each other in the simplest of ways... C'mon people. C'mon.

Let's hug this out in a non creepy way. :)