I had a slightly strange experience the other day. It bothers me a little, so let me tell you about it. It's not dramatic, but it unsettled me a little.
I took JJ to the playground early in the afternoon. There was some sort of daycare group presnt, perhaps 18 kids aged 4 and 5 and four supervisors although one wasn't present for the whole time.
JJ went onto the equipment while I unfurled my camp chair, preparing for a quiet and pleasant read in the shade while he used up some of his energy. It was not to be.
Immediately, I was beset by five children, nice little children, who were fascinated with me and almost on top of me. They were curious, asking me all sorts of questions, particularly about my grandson and my hearing aids.
So, here's a stranger in the park, and, apparently, all of the supervisors seemingly quite satisfied that their charges were all within touching distance. Indeed, some of the children were not to shy to touch the stranger. Said adults weren't even bothering to maintain a strict vigil, for it seemed to me that they were scarcely looking in my direction.
I guess I should take it as a compliment that I seem like an innocuous and kindly grandfather, which is exactly what I am, but I am still bothered by the fact that they didn't have the children keep a safe distance from me. Actually, they should have done this for both our sakes because someone should be able to go to the park for a quiet time without being harassed by hordes of children. It's not that I really minded the company, but the situation just didn't sit quite right with me.
JJ also seemed to be a bit spooked because he soon left the equipment and curled up silently on my lap and stared at the ground without interacting with the other children. Perhaps he was establishing prior claim to his grandfather. I don't know.