Something about Mindy –

Overheard at Target – “You know so much about money, Jacob, for someone who has never had a job, right? Correct me if I am wrong, but you don’t work for a living do you? I rest my case.” The speaker is a dad and Jacob is one of the three boys – all under the age of 13 or so – trailing after him down an aisle. Clearly, Jacob doesn’t have a job. If he lived in a third world country he might but this observation by dad wasn’t about child labor laws. Maybe dad thought he was schooling Jacob in some fashion. More likely though, dad was just tired or angry and much to the amusement of his children he was really lame at that moment. I exchanged a raised eyebrow and smile with another passing parent. And, then I thought about an exchange I had had with T. two weeks before.

I was lying on the couch hoping to close my eyes for just a little catnap. The kind parents have when three old’s are in their care. You don’t sleep so much as hope to re-charge. I got to that dreamy, relaxed state when I felt a sharp slap across my face. No one wants to be taken out of dreamy land by being slapped in the face. OK, he’s three, it isn’t like Mike Tyson hit me with his best shot, but it wasn’t nice.  I said, “Well, mister, you’re not getting off this couch for a long time!” He wanted off the couch about two seconds after he stopped laughing at slapping mommy in the face. After five minutes of not being able to roam he started making the sign for his one-on-one aide at pre-school, Mindy*, saying ever so quietly, “Mindy” in a really adorable lisping voice.

We all love Mindy. She is committed to him and will learn anything the therapists throw her way to maximize his potential. I know that if for some reason on a field trip to sing to old people at a nursing home, a grizzly bear broke in and tried to get to our son – “Well, I would pity the fool.” Mindy stands about 5’ and that bear would not know what hit him

So, what did I say as my sweet, little boy said her name over and over again? I said, “Well, you know what? Mindy gets paid an hourly wage to be nice to you. Did you know that?” Saying that doesn’t make me Joan Crawford but it doesn’t make me Saint Theresa either. It makes me tired, angry and jealous. Soon, he and I made nice and I apologized profusely and we watched Sponge Bob and all was right with the world again.

When I told my husband he said, “Geeze, Mindy really deserves a salaried rate.” And, then, “T. doesn’t even know what a hourly rate means.” I told a friend at work. She said “You should have said to him, “Would you slap Mindy in the face?”

But, he would never slap Mindy in the face because Mindy is perfect. She is never tired. Never impatient. Never has to clean or do laundry or walk the dogs when she is with him. She is completely devoted to him. She is his one-on-one. That’s her only job when she is with him. And, she has washboard abs, no body fat, and shiny, straight hair. Why is Mindy so evil?

The reality is T. loves Mindy and Mindy loves T. and it has nothing to do with her job. And, when she is not with him she is working a second job.  And, when she is not working two jobs she is raising her own child and helping to raise her grandchild and in her spare time she taught herself sign language at home so she could help T. more.

I imagine her right now, out in the woods wrestling a bear just in case.

*Mindy is a pseudonym

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About Kari Wagner-Peck

Kari Wagner-Peck lives with her husband and son in Maine. She is a writer & storyteller who home schools with her son. She is the author of the memoir Not Always Happy: An Unusual Parenting Journey, May, 2017, Central Recovery Press. She has been published at CNN, Psychology Today online, The New York Times Well Family blog, The Huffington Post, The The Good Men Project, The Sydney Morning Herald Daily Life blog, BLOOM and Love That Max among others. Author page: Twitter @KariWagnerPeck and Facebook: Email:

5 thoughts on “Something about Mindy –

  1. Great Post… I could write a long list of “terrible” thing I’ve said that I wish I could take back and a shorter but extensive list of terrible things I’ve said that would make no sense to a child anyway. Parenting makes us dumb.

    • Thanks! I felt like the biggest jerk when I said it. It makes me feel better knowing someone as awesome as you says dumb stuff.

  2. I’ve lost my temper & shouted at my child (now 14m) and left her in her crib to scream because I was exhausted & she wouldn’t go to sleep. She wouldn’t go to sleep because she was in pain from teething or gas (happened twice). I think we all have our times of being ‘parent of the year.’ I’m hoping the horror of these moments lives on only in our minds.

  3. dear Kari and Wade, I just wanted to write and tell you how much I enjoy your writings. I laugh out loud every time. I am living up at Baxter Park and loving it. I look forward each week to the next installment. I can use my computer once a week when I come into town to do laundry and make phone calls. Thank you three for great entertainment and honesty of life.

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