instead i like to think “damn kid go off, do that while you can” or, “me too buddy, me too”. it’s only such a short time in ur life when u can go out into the world and scream and cry and wail when you feel so moved. and good for them! i miss those days sometimes, and none of this stimuli is even new to me anymore. anyway, they certainly don’t know much better, and crying babies are an inevitability of life, so how could i be bothered? parents have enough to worry about without grown people being babies about their babies
