This week a three year old little boy was found dead in his Mother's apartment. Police found the child still warm in the oven after responding to an emergency call. There appeared to have been some trauma to the head but it's unclear whether the child was dead before his Mother allegedly burned him in the oven. Undoubtedly, this is a sad story. Although I chose not to get too worked up over it because my faith in the fact that everything happens for a reason is pretty strong. The kid was probably doomed to a life of living hell with a Mother like that anyway.
Here is what baffles me...
Later in the article the Mother's twin sister goes on to say that her sister was a good person and Mother and people shouldn't judge her before they get all of the facts. They shouldn't call her a bad Mother because that's not what she is. Wait! What?? I'm sorry. I must not have heard you right. So let's be completely hypothetical here and say that the Mom didn't kill the kid. He still somehow ended up in a hot oven that he obviously couldn't get out of. As a parent, I've had some pretty big 'oops' moments. I think we all have. At times, parents can be their childrens worst enemies. Ever shut your kids hand in a door? Knocked them over? Yeah I think we've all been there. But to screw up so bad that your kid ends up getting stuck in an oven and dies? I can't say I've done that before... Frankly, I've had my moments where I thought, "Oh crap! I'm a terrible Mom!" but I've got to say that this woman makes me look like the best Mom ever. So thanks lady for screwing up so bad that I look good. Suddenly taking my kids to the store with dirty faces doesn't seem like such a big deal.
And the moral of the story is... There comes a point in life when you have to stop wasting your time defending people that aren't worth defending. Especially when they thought it a good idea to go all Betty Crocker on their kid.
